Damien stood in the modest cottage he had rented, staring out the window at the bustling streets of the small town.
It had been two years since he had last walked among civilians. Hell! It had been two years since he last saw a human until the previous day. Even though the world hadn't drastically changed since he was last seen, something about it felt different.
The ebb and flow of life here, the chatter of townsfolk, and the occasional hum of distant machinery made it seem like he had stepped into a different era. "Is this related to the upcoming Demon War?" Damien mutterd to himself.
Despite the familiarity, Damien felt a pang of unease. He had been living in isolation, battling demons and mana beasts, far removed from the rhythm of human society.
If he wanted to blend in, he'd have to tread carefully. His actions couldn't afford to draw suspicion, especially in a place he barely knew.
