Several hours into the night, Caden sat cross-legged in the center of his lavish chamber, the room bathed in soft, ambient light emanating from luminescent panels on the walls. The very fabric of the room seemed to pulsate in harmony with the gentle rhythm of Caden's deep, controlled breaths. Around him, a tangible aura of calm enveloped the room as he delved deep into his cultivation, focusing on the ebb and flow of stellar essence within and around him.
The peaceful resonance, however, was shattered by a sudden and subtle fluctuation in the essence streams. To most, this would have gone unnoticed, but Caden, with his heightened sensitivity, felt a discordance that caused him to twitch slightly. He focused further, attempting to discern the origin of the disturbance when an alarming realization dawned upon him. There was a gathering, a condensation of stellar essence just beyond the threshold of his room. The malevolent intention behind this gathering was unmistakable.
