The mage, Han, grew up under the guidance of someone as emotionless as Kayden. He had a clear objective in mind and would fight for it without hesitation. After centuries and the destruction of dozens of villages, Han faced a harsh reality.
"Who are you?" Han asked after being utterly defeated by a seventh-realm mage in just a few moves. The mage was an elderly man with white hair and a long beard that fell to his waist. His body appeared small and frail, supported by a staff. Yet, the amount of mana he possessed was absurd, seemingly limitless.
His attacks were swift—far too fast for someone of the seventh realm. It was as if he didn't even need to think before moving, casting dozens of massive spells without pause.
"Control your massacres. The world is undergoing a rebalancing," the old man said. Han barely heard this as the mage dealt direct damage to his cultivation, leaving him immobilized for centuries.
