[Author's Note: Just a heads-up—this arc is going to be intense. It's forced, a little weird, and... completely insane.
10x crazier than Xara's arc.
So steel your heart, and don't judge any character in a normal sense. Trust me—by the end of this arc, you'll understand them more. You'll see who they really are.
So please, don't judge anything too soon. Just wait until the end.
That's all I wanted to say.]
Aether, Nyx, and Morgana returning to Nyx's house. Honestly, Aether was stunned to see that the sky was still stuck in that same endless grey. Not night. Not day. Just... grey. Like time itself was frozen in a haze of dull hopelessness.
How did these people even live in this?
Last night—or whatever that strange twisted time was—there wasn't a single soul on the streets. A silence so eerie it made him wonder if the place was even alive.
But now… everything was crawling. Pulsing. Overflowing with people.
