Five years in this Everlasting Wilds and Tony never stopped meeting wonders that he couldn't imagine. He saw many things new and many things he couldn't explain.
His armor just came to life and spoke with him the other day. It became sentient because he birthed it, not just made it.
Creation was a thing of beauty in this realm and those with consciousness was regarded as higher being in this world.
That was also true for armor and weapons. Tony had become a famous craftsman in the Moon Court. His items rivaled even the oldest Fae craftsmen in the Moon Court.
His skill grew exponentially. He never would have had this kind of growth in the real world.
Not just him, every other human as well. They found their purposes and they found their callings.
That day, Tony attended the war ceremony under Lord Warlock Mater and his Dark Lady Selina. They were going to war.
The dark-haired man and his queen stood on the podium.
"Today! We go to war!"
"Yeah!" The crowd roared.
