Abyssal City.
In the shadow of the Clock Tower, Scholar slowly lowered her phone.
What did her teacher look like on the other end of the call? Furious? Heartbroken and blaming herself?
She hoped her teacher would forgive her... After all, she hadn't called to provoke her. As she'd said on the phone, she truly missed her.
She missed how, when she couldn't sleep as a child, all she had to do was cling to her teacher and act a little spoiled, and she would be gathered gently into her arms.
She missed her teacher's soft fragrance... and her lilting songs...
Truth was nothing but a despicable little coward... She had been the first to come to their teacher's side, had spent the longest time with her, had enjoyed everything she had to give... Yet when their teacher left, Truth, the only one there with her, hadn't even tried to stop her...
Did Scholar hate Truth?
Perhaps not. Truth was simply stubborn. Scholar just disliked her.
Besides, Truth was always arguing with her.
If that was the case, there shouldn't be any problem with taking a person or two from Truth, should there?
A smile curved Scholar's lips.
"Cloud Sky Gorge... How interesting... Shen Yin, Shen Yin... I'm certain you'll understand me."
She sank her consciousness into her magic power and slowly rose into the air, becoming something like a spirit as she cast her gaze toward nearby Abyssal City.
Dusk always came earlier to Abyssal City than elsewhere.
The city stood beside a bottomless gorge. Wind rose from its depths, carrying a damp, rusty smell year-round.
No one knew why an ancient city had been built here in the first place. Perhaps even the ancients had found such a sight awe-inspiring... Whatever the reason, the city had endured, never