Edgar opened his eyes. His body was floating in the air. Threads of golden light were moving in and out of his body. He felt that his physique was changing. His hair was turning white, and his body was developing the best aptitude for magic and aura.
The thoughts that run through his mind were not the power that he was getting but the faces of his family, especially his great-grandson and great-granddaughters in the virtual world. The five-year-old Ian, wearing glassless eyeglasses and pretending to be smart. The three-year-old Emilia, holding a doll of her favorite singer. The shy seven-year-old Dorothy and the genius eight-year-old girl Thea.His life's end in the trial meant the end of the virtual world and the end of all life in that world.
Tears flowed from his eyes.
