Amon's body dashed across the rooftops like magic, his body and face assaulted by the fierce chilling bite of the night wind.
He couldn't solve such issues with his power, needing to build trust with his mother, the company, Kizuna and many others, it was quite a task, but he felt exhilarated.
Just being alive was enough for him at this moment.
Yet his face was filled with a smile, the huge world with two moons gracing him with their presence.
Both moons are so huge they covered half of the sky as he leapt down from the huge 5-floor building using a blink dragon step before touching the ground, a trail of purple Qi following his body like a swirling mist.
Tap Tap!
[Oi...]
His feet walked across the concrete, watching the night vendors selling their cheap food while his eyes browsed around with a sense of marvel.
'I am alive again.'
'Even after all that shit... Alive in the worlds I created, finally with my full freedom...'
