As the cold night began to descend, the sky was covered by a dark blue hue as the starless sky slowly pushed the daylight away. Stars were very rare in this world, but each time they appeared in the sky, it was celebrated because most races had a belief that the gods were communicating through them.
This stereotype was ushered by the elves and later picked up by a few humans who still believed in divine punishment for not praying to their "all-powerful creators"
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After gaining enough strength, Arthur was already out searching for Adrian. Apparently, no one had seen him since they left the manor.
He was now in the city center searching mindlessly for Adrian—following his mana signature. It would upset a few mages, but he was okay with it—as long as it gets him where he needed to be right now.
But how long was he going to continue like this?
