Aven gazed at the myraid sea of stars. A smile blossomed on his face.
The beautiful rays of the sea of stars cascaded upon the surface of the separate land of the Ancient Colossal creature.
Cascading Aven in the shade of myraid of stars.
When will I also be so strong. Strong enough to make the stars appear as long as I will for it to be so.
When will I be strong enough to perform the Ancient legends of plucking the stars and destroying the moon.
Aven thought in his mind, his thought filled with melancholy.
Turning towards the Ancient Colossal creature.
How did you do it.
Aven questioned, curiosity hidden deep within his eyes yet as obvious as daylight.
Well that really isn't anything much, just that when you reach my level, then such things can be done.
Though not without paying certain prices.
