"Attackers!"
"Enemy attack!!"
Piercing screams exploded through the headquarters of Blood of Decay.
Aaron chuckled softly. Cane Sword in hand, he transformed the spirituality within him into "Dark," leaping from shadow to shadow like a reaper harvesting lives.
In less than a few minutes, over a dozen members of Blood of Decay had fallen beneath his blade.
Aaron blew the beads of blood from his sword's edge and strode through the doors of Blood of Decay's headquarters.
Before him lay an enormous underground plaza.
Around the plaza stood pillars of pitch-black obsidian, encircling a blood pool brimming with blood!
The instant Aaron saw that pool filled to the brim, layers of light and shadow overlapped before his eyes, revealing scenes upon scenes of wailing and screams.
They were visions of Sothos descendants with purple eyes, bound to the obsidian pillars, tortured, and bled dry!
The spirituality of "Dark" was likewise well suited to divination, often connected to divinations of corruption and death!
Come to think of it, "Yao," "Dark," "Shadow"... the aspects adept at divination all seem directly related to the sun.
An inexplicable thought surfaced in Aaron's mind.
[Crimson Creator] ruled the "Yao" aspect. [Black Sun] had split from [Crimson Creator], while "Dark" and "Yao" were almost the two sides of light and darkness.
As for "Shadow," it was directly the sun's shadow!
The connection among the three was exceedingly close, forcing Aaron to make certain associations—and remain wary.
Could [Crimson Creator], so skilled in divination, truly have died completely?
Even though It had always been mad—indeed, the maddest of them all!
Yet in the end, Dawnbreak had likewise been born from the blazing sun!
*In a sense, Dawnbreak can be considered an extension of the sun... but it is by no means the same existence. Once a madman