Deep within the Abyssal systems– the underground world where the creatures deep within, fail to comprehend the concept of light, was a moving ball of said light.
With a golden ego that flared with brilliance and a dark tint, Luca stumped down on the remains of a dead Ravage rank Null Bud, his gaze etched on the screen in front of him.
Surrounding him were the strewn bodies of said Null Buds. A few tens of them. Some were stacked.
Others were laid on the floor, torn or twisted in angles that indicated their usual strong, muscular bones had been twisted tightly.
Luca hummed as he tilted his head, manipulating a dome of powerful tendrils that extended out like a second limb, while Nihilos was held carefully in one hand.
His expression wasn't that of a growing serial killer, but rather the subtle innocence of a young boy, tinged with the harsh reality of life.
"Still not time, yet."
He sighed as he continued on his march forward.
