Atticus had been shocked for two reasons.
Firstly, the figure standing in front of him was most definitely not human. It was so apparent that even the blind would notice.
Atticus instinctively knew that he was a male, a young adult at that.
Standing at 6 feet 1 inch tall, he possessed a slightly bulky physique and was adorned in an ornate, elegant golden robe.
His complexion was pure white, marred by long red marks that trailed across his face and down his entire body. His head was completely bald, and his eyes glowed with yellow pupils.
Thick, short, bone-like protrusions curved slightly from the back of his wrists, ankles, elbows, shoulders, and forehead. Even his ears bore multiple white bone-like structures above their tips.
There was no need for thinking; this was most definitely not human.
'An alien? Or is this simply a simulation?'
