He was in the woods near a school, sitting calmly atop a tree, and Dona was comfortably lying against his wings. He thought curiously about everything, and finally, he took a deep breath and opened his golden eyes.
As the sun dipped on the horizon, the world was awash in an orange hue. The evening had passed, and soon, the night would arrive. The weather was peaceful, and the air was somewhat chilly.
He had many plans for coming here.
But for now, he first decided to use the Soul Spheres in his hand to increase his current strength before anything. A violet screen forced itself into the space before him.
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[Marcus Haeligarth Aramanteuil Véxillarius Nócturnâ Aërglothur]
[Tier 1—Lower Demon]
[Physique: 11 (Below Low)]
[Mind: 11 (Below Low)]
|[Soul Spheres: 100.]
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