Astral Plane....
Lumen, the true spirit of light, sat comfortably on his radiant throne. His expression was a mix of boredom, curiosity, and nonchalance, as if the very air obeyed his presence. In front of him floated two translucent screens, each displaying a different scene.
One of them showed Elijah Hurricane, the ten-year-old monster who was already on the verge of dominating his entire continent. Elijah had awakened at the age of five, something unheard of, while most others only awakened at fourteen. His talent and growth were absurd and unnatural.
Watching him had become Lumen's daily source of amusement. There was something really entertaining about witnessing such raw, unstoppable potential unfold.
But today, Lumen's attention was not on Elijah.
Instead, his gaze rested on the second screen, and his expression darkened slightly. A faint frown formed on his face as he watched the events unfold—Lux's actions, his decisions, his interference.
