He looked up slightly, Divine Power swirling within his eyes, which were like the Abyss itself, yet also seemed to hold a galaxy of stars. On his body, Demonic Qi and Divine Power existed in perfect balance, coiling around him.
A hint of gentleness now surfaced in those eyes, which should have been as still as a tranquil lake.
The place before him was brilliantly lit, with beautiful lanterns hanging everywhere. Nestled within these lanterns were not candles, but families of illuminating fireflies and tiny sprites.
After returning, he had come directly to the Ninefold Abyss but hadn't brought his wife here immediately. He wanted to have the place properly decorated before her arrival. He had always lived here alone, so the entire place was stark and cold—hardly suitable for a person to live in, not that he was a person himself. In any case, sprucing it up would surely make his wife's stay more comfortable.
A smile touched his eyes at the thought of Celeste Grant.
