'Is it really? Am I a bad omen?' Lothur asked himself soon after meeting the emperor's group, hearing that man's last lines about the dark times approaching them.
Lothur was no fool. Considering how he had come into this world and what he had seen so far, he knew that something terrible would happen in the future.
But upon hearing his grandfather's speech, he immediately put himself in the place of the valuable resource that would appear in a place before a catastrophe.
The world had its rules, that which brought all things to stability.
Valuable resources existed, and people could get stronger quickly without it being a sign of the end times. However, it was not just anyhow and anywhere that this could happen.
The Peters City area, for example, was where usually only the most capable, of the most talented, had a chance of making it to the 3rd stage. That was the limit of the area.
