Years had passed since the Albert family had been reunited, and the Primordial Chaos Sect had only grown in power and renown under Adams' unchallenged leadership. But today, sitting alone on his ornate throne in the grand Sect Hall, Adams wore a distant expression, his chin resting thoughtfully on his fist. Though his powers were limitless, his mind yearned for something new, some spark to break the monotony of his current existence.
As he pondered, the doors to the hall quietly opened, and a familiar presence slipped inside, moving with an ethereal grace that was as darkly captivating as it was commanding. Enigma, his second wife, approached him, her steps soft but her gaze sharp and curious. She had changed immensely since the day he had granted her a significant boost in power—her once-hidden potential now unleashed and refined to its peak. Her aura pulsed with a dark, chaotic energy that blended seamlessly with the shadows around her.
