Ronin looked at the ruins that he created with his own hands. There was an odd sense of calming feeling to it.
Satisfaction was the closest he can compare it too. But also something more than that.
It was like the feeling you get when everything was in the proper place, the way it was always meant to be.
It was always meant to be like this. The world with no buildings and changes by humans, only chaotic nature.
He breath the air and stretched his limbs, He can feel Cermin still staring at him with worry from behind, his gaze boring through his skull.
"Your Highness. How did we get here?" He asked in a very calm tone that it was almost eerie.
Cermin could tell that something changed about him besides the physical changes. Yes, he was taller, and his body felt a bit harder and tougher now, not to mention all those Lichtenburg figures...
