4th Day of 3rd Water Cycle[1], 1999 g.c.
Magick on Gaia was a daily part of life, but it wasn't something everyone could tap into. Not even half of mortal beings could command mana. Despite how common it seemed, most people didn't possess the ability. M-Cees were the most widely known mana users, but they weren't the only ones. There were Witches, Warlocks, and Mages—magic casters whose combat capabilities could rival some of the strongest M-Cees, reaching S and A-Class power levels. That was already impressive, but what blew my mind was learning there were classes and beings even higher than S-Class. I found out through deep readings of the RIAA registry that there were three additional levels: SS-Class, Z-Class, and the nearly mythical Ascended Class.
I wasn't sure what Z-Class beings were capable of, but apparently, my mother had reached SS-Class before she had me. According to what I'd been told, she could slap box dragons and divine beasts—beings that were usually categorized under Z-Class. But despite what I'd heard, I had a hard time believing it. I mean, I couldn't sense that kind of mana in her. Still, the stories had weight, and the thought lingered in the back of my mind.
Now, if I had to break it down for someone unfamiliar with the system, I'd say it like this: E-Class warriors were like peak humans, able to destroy a house with little effort. D-Class could obliterate a city. C-Class? That's where you crossed the line into superhuman territory. The weakest of C-Class could wipe out an island, and the strongest could topple a small mountain. B-Class warriors were terrifying. One of them alone could rival an entire national militia force back on Earth, capable of reducing large mountains to rubble and even wiping out small moons. But A-Class? They were on another level entirely. A single A-Class warrior had the power to destroy a planet the size of Earth with their mana.
Now S-Class… that's where the legends really kicked in. Even the weakest S-Class warrior could crack the planet Gaia, with the strongest able to fully destroy this planet. Then came SS-Class. Those were star-busters. I'd heard stories that they could potentially wipe out entire star systems, but by this point, it was all starting to sound like something out of Grandma Fann's wildest tales. Anyway, I digress.
When I returned from the altar where I had found the Bible, Pawprints & Dreams, my mind was in a bit of a haze. Dawn had only just begun when I left, but now, the sun had fully risen, and the morning light bathed Velonica in a warm, golden glow. The Janell Forest around me was alive with movement—pixies flitted between trees, birds sang from the branches, and mana beasts stirred in the underbrush. The rich, concentrated smell of magitons and blackwood trees filled the air, pulling me back into focus. I hadn't come here to get lost in thought—I came here to test out my Nuclear Mana and Anti Mana.
The problem was, that even though my room back home had protective barriers in place to keep me from accidentally blowing up the house, I knew the kind of damage a nuclear explosion could cause. There was no way I was going to risk setting one off near where everyone slept. But honestly, I wasn't sure what to expect inside the Labyrinth either. My mind raced with concern, but those thoughts didn't get far. My [Dominus Superbiae] skill washed over me like a calming wave, relaxing my nerves, almost like taking a hit of a good blunt. Gone were the days of stressing with fear.
Before I could scout out a safer location, my thoughts were interrupted by an incoming telepathic message from Alex.
"Morning, Xi, where are you at?" Alex's voice cut through my focus.
"Huh? Alex? I'm in the Janell Forest. What's good?"
"Are you on your way back? We're waiting for you to leave."
"Waiting on me? Ah shit, here I come."
I sighed. Somehow, I'd lost track of time, and now I was annoyed that I'd missed my chance to do what I came here for. Still, it wasn't a total loss. I had my new skill Spirit Weapon—err, Spirit Weapons, plural. They'd definitely come in handy down the line. But even with my skill calming my nerves, I couldn't shake the nagging feeling that some kind of fuckery was on the horizon.
Since everyone was waiting for me, I decided to fast-travel. [Spatial Teleportation] was a skill that I'd managed to pick up by mimicking the mechanics of Mom's [Lover Rock: By Your Side]. [Moon Sage: Tsukuyomi] had helped me figure it out by analyzing dark matter—one of those fundamental particles of the Prime Realm System. Dark matter was the backbone of space itself. It defined the very structure of spatial reality. Combining dark matter with magitons created Spatial Mana, the building block for abilities like teleportation, spatial distortion, and dimensional pockets.
I couldn't help but wonder how tough it was for other people who used Spatial Mana. For me, it drained a good chunk of my mana just to control the arts and skills I already knew. But it wasn't like that really mattered. I produced infinite mana, unlike most M-Cees, who didn't recover MP until they rested… unless they had a skill to help with that.
I tried to locate Alex's mana signature, but my barrier was making it tricky. It was like trying to focus through a fog. A vexing experience to say the least. Once I locked onto him, though, I was ready. Activating [Spatial Teleportation] always gave me a unique sensation—a tingling, like goosebumps rippling across my skin in a cold breeze. Magic rune circles appeared on the ground beneath me, their alien kanji-like symbols glowing and shifting through a myriad of colors. As the light enveloped me, I felt the space around me warp. In an instant, I was gone.
I reappeared next to Alex, smack in the middle of the bustling marketplace. The sudden flood of noise hit me like a wave—voices overlapping as vendors called out their wares, the clinking of coins, the shuffling of footsteps. The smell of cooking rice, hen eggs, sausages, and freshly baked bread filled the air. My stomach growled, reminding me I hadn't eaten in eleven days.
I caught a snippet of conversation nearby between two random men. One wore a green shirt and spoke in a hushed, almost paranoid tone.
"If you aren't careful, you'll get snatched and made a victim to a Panty Raider, killed by a bandit… or worse… a witch."
The hen vendor beside him nodded solemnly. "I don't travel far from the roads to Lashun anymore. Had an old travel guard who was taken during a cargo raid after his job with me. Haven't left town in months."
The man in the green shirt crossed his arms. "That's what I'm saying. These women take what they want, and they don't care who gets hurt. I've rarely heard of men who survived."
"No man can survive becoming a sex toy or a baby maker," the hen vendor muttered. "That's why I stay within the Demon Lord's territory. Safer that way."
The man in the green shirt sighed. "If only I knew how to cast mana."
"Not everyone's blessed," the vendor replied.
"Yeah… sucks to be powerless," the man mumbled.
The number of people who were starting to randomly go missing across Arcadia became the main topic of the rumor mills. From celestial children to rookie artists, it felt as if every week someone new vanished.
Alex's voice snapped me back to the moment. "Oh damn, Xi, where did you come from?"
I laughed. "I just got here. Where's here?"
He raised an eyebrow. "We're in the marketplace. How did you not know where you were headed?"
I scratched the back of my head. "My barrier made it difficult to find your mana signature, so I couldn't get a clear picture of where you were before I teleported."
"You should've said something. I could've amped up my signature. You know I'm strong enough now."
I chuckled, giving him a light punch on the shoulder. "Haha, I'll remember that next time."
My training with both Alex and Luda had done wonders for their mindset. For the prince, It wasn't just about sharpening his physical abilities, but he found a way of finally relaxing—helping him find a chill he didn't know he needed. His entire demeanor softened a bit, becoming more fluid, more at ease. On the flip side, Alex was heating up. His cockiness was starting to flare, like he was feeding off some newfound energy. It wasn't a bad thing either. His faith in me and the clan had gone through the roof. He was the one who spent the most time training at my side, listening to me ramble on and on about mana, arts, and whatever else spilled from my mouth at the moment. That kind of dedication showed. Out of everyone, his power saw the biggest spike—closing the gap between him, Steez, and Luda in no time.
Alex's soul seemed to accept my Blessings as easily as Steez and Kimmi had. No hesitation, no resistance—like it was natural, seamless even. It wasn't just about soul space either; there was something more spiritual. But I know, I gotta break down what the hell I'm talking about. Bear with me, alright? I'm about to take a deep dive into Crests and Blessings.
So, here's the deal: when a Godwalker accumulates enough faith or devotion from their followers, the Prime Realm System grants them the ability to create something called a Crest. A Crest is like a spiritual brand that connects all of the Godwalker's followers through a soul thread. It's more than just a mark—it creates a hierarchy among followers, a sort of invisible web that binds them all together. But the dopest part? It gives the followers a buff. A straight-up 20% power boost based on the Godwalker's current strength. So, if I get stronger, my people get stronger. It's like we're all linked together on some spiritual power grid, and that bond amps up their abilities. Combat, mana control—you name it. The Crest creates a kind of network, where the power I gain feeds into them, elevating their potential.
Now, Blessings are a whole different beast. A Blessing is basically a copy of an art or skill I can grant to my followers. But here's the kicker: the strength of the Blessing doesn't come from the follower—it's based on my power. Meaning even a weak M-Cee can use high-level skills that would normally be way out of their league. And the stronger I get, the stronger the Blessing becomes. It's like faith is the fuel that powers it up, so the deeper their devotion, the stronger the Blessing is. Even better, the MP cost of the skill adjusts to fit their Mana Pool, making it more accessible for those with less energy to spare. But, if a follower loses faith or I decide to yank that Blessing away, well, the power goes with it.
From what Edwind told me, a lot of religious groups on Gaia are built around the Crests of powerful Godwalkers. It's become a crucial part of their religious, military, and societal structures. Honestly, the idea of having a whole religion centered around me wasn't half bad. Hahaha.
I named my Crest "The Wolfpak." It was a shout-out to my grandma, who always called our little group of Godwalkers her "wolf pack." I dropped the 'c' for style—and also because Steez, bless his heart, spelled it like that once when trying to learn about dire wolves. I couldn't let that go. But let me bring you back to the story.
"Aye Xi, I thought you said you couldn't get any stronger at the moment?" Alex's voice snapped me out of my thoughts.
"I can't," I said, raising an eyebrow at him. "Why you askin'?"
"Cause you're damn sure stronger than I remember from yesterday."
I blinked. "I'm stronger? What you mea—oh yeah," I chuckled. "I'll introduce 'em later. Don't worry too much for now."
Alex's face scrunched up in confusion. "Introduce? Niggah huh?"
I grinned. "Heeeyy, look at you. You're gettin' better at using that word properly."
He chuckled. "Hehe, appreciate it. I've been practicin'."
We kept walking, heading toward the entrance where the others were waiting. As we crossed the street near Talasi Inn, something small darted out from the slightly open door—a blue-eyed, blonde-orange fox with a snowy white muzzle and a tail dipped in white, dashing away with something clutched in its mouth. I barely paid it any mind until I heard Mr. Wooden's voice calling my name.
"Lord Xiro! Over here! Young Lord!"
"Huh? Yo, Mr. Wooden! What's poppin'?"
He rushed toward me, looking distressed. "Lord Xiro, I'm so glad to see you. The mnemonic crystal you gave me with those incredible dishes—it's been stolen! I don't know what to do. I never got around to making a copy on enchanted paper."
Alex snorted. "I figured that's how he learned to cook that pizza pie thing."
I waved it off. "Oh, well that's no problem. Hold on, I can make one right now."
Alex raised an eyebrow. "You got some coal in your pocket? You said you needed it to create them."
I smirked. "Nah, I've upgraded since I was rambling about that theory. Check this out."
Raising my left hand, I turned my palm skyward. The air around me seemed to buzz, magitons crackling as my Bio Mana shifted, aligning with an Earth affinity. In seconds, a crescent moon made of diamond formed in my hand, encased in a sheen of amethyst.
"So," I started, "do you remember what I taught you about Magic Gems and Mana Crystals?"
Alex nodded. "Yeah, you said Mana Crystals hold mana, but Magic Gems cast it."
"Exactly. So, I started wondering—what if the two could work together? I figured out how to fuse the two gemstones. Like this…"
I handed the purple-hued moon symbol to Mr. Wooden, whose jaw nearly hit the floor. His eyes gleamed with shock and awe, as if he had just witnessed something legendary. Word of my abilities had spread around Talasi—people had started treating me like a celebrity ever since I'd begun teaching them, sharing bits of knowledge from my past life to help improve their way of living.
No more cold, poorly insulated homes. No more wiping their asses with leaves. I changed the game for them. Normally, I would've needed materials from outside of town for stuff like this, but [Transmutation] let me bypass those limitations entirely. I was so good with [Transmutation] that the Prime Realm System decided to give me a little reward.
«New Personal Skill acquired, [Matter Manipulation] installed,» the Prime Realm System announced in my mind.
"Well damn," I said aloud, grinning like a devil. "Learned something new today."
Alex's eyes widened. "You got a new skill?"
"Yep, and I didn't even have to make it myself."
"Beastly. This Labyrinth is gonna be a breeze."
I laughed. "Hahaha, I fuckin' hope so."
But as I said it, a strange feeling crept up on me, like a cold whisper at the back of my mind. Something about the Labyrinth gnawed at me, a quiet dread stirring in my gut. My [Future Sense] wasn't kicking in—there wasn't any immediate danger, but I couldn't shake the unease. Maybe I was just tripping, maybe it was anxiety. With Luda's influence pushing me to be better, I didn't want to let anyone down.
Traveling through Talasi revealed a stark transformation from the semi-poor village it had been four years ago. Where there were once dusty roads and tired faces, the town now gleamed with a fresh vitality. The introduction of a proper aqueduct and power center gave it a striking new look. The town's heart held the main generator, a construct that pulsed with mana energy, bringing life to the newly established electrical power web. Magical runes anchored the system, their designs glowing faintly as they fed off the magitons in the atmosphere.
See, runes like these weren't just fancy designs. They acted as filters, converting magitons into specific mana types, depending on the affinity of the rune itself. Magic Gems, by comparison, were like static rocks—stubborn and set in their ways. But Mana Crystals? They were more like plants, breathing in the ambient magitons, pulling in power similar to how souls of living beings absorbed mana. Trust me, I'd spent days trying to figure out why it was called Earth Mana and not Gaia Mana, but even [Moon Sage: Tsukuyomi] didn't have the answer for me. My bad, that was random.
Mana crystals, when attuned to the same magical chord or frequency, could transfer mana to one another seamlessly. It was like running a power cord through dimensions, letting me spread magitech to every home in Talasi. And they loved it.
"Praises to Lord Xiro!" they'd call out whenever they saw me. It was a strange feeling to be greeted with such reverence, but I could see the joy in their eyes as they benefited from my improvements. Once I introduced mnemonic crystals and better housing, the vibe in Talasi shifted even more, despite the growing threat of mana beasts prowling just outside the town. A couple of merchants and blacksmiths even bought ideas from me—patents [Moon Sage: Tsukuyomi] had suggested. Things like a rune-powered chainsaw or a power drill, tools that would bolster Talasi's lumber trade and raise its status among nearby towns.
The clean water system, though? That was the real game-changer. In-home plumbing meant people were looking fresher than ever.
"Damn," I thought, "I didn't realize how many folks were going without easy access to water."
Sure, a handful of M-Cees could make their own, but most were left high and dry—literally. I couldn't let that slide. Not in my hood.
A little way from where Luda stood, we were approached by a young Light Elf. The road was lined with townsfolk, sociovores mostly, all gathered to see us off. We were the last to join the rest of the group.
"Good morning, Lord Alex and Lord Xiro," the young woman said, her voice soft but confident.
"Hey, good morning," Alex replied casually.
"Yo," I greeted with a nod.
Further down, I overheard another pair of elves chatting.
"He's so fine with those silver eyes," one of them whispered, loud enough for me to catch.
I shot her a grin, which only made her giggle and blush harder.
An older elf stepped forward, his tone reverent. "Good day, Lord Xiro and Lord Alex. Good luck with your dive into the Labyrinth. We look forward to the return of our future new Demon Lord."
Another woman, older with celestial markings, chimed in. "Good luck, Lord Xiro. Good luck, Lord Alex. May the Creator protect you on your journey and return."
Alex gave a casual wave. "Thanks, y'all. You know the Scarlet Kicker won't die easy. I'm too niggah for that."
My hand flew to my face. "Bro, that's not how you say that..." I muttered, the embarrassment burning through me. Still, I turned to the crowd with a raised fist. "Appreciate y'all."
As we walked on, I leaned toward Alex, whispering, "Damn, mom told everybody, didn't she?"
Alex shrugged. "Is that a bad thing?"
"Nah, just still gettin' used to this fame shit."
"Yo, Xiro!" Luda's voice cut through the crowd. "Hurry yo' ass up!"
"Dis nigga..." I muttered, shaking my head. "I miss the days when you talked all bougie with that uppity baritone. Now you sound American."
Luda raised an eyebrow. "American? That city you used to live in?"
I waved it off. "Nigga, no. Don't worry about it."
"Moonlight!" a familiar voice called out.
I turned to see my mom, Vericka, approaching with the rest of my family in tow—Artamis, Steez, and Kimmi. Kimmi, as usual, beamed with a smile brighter than the sun, waving us over.
"You two finally ready to go?" Mom asked, her eyes scanning both me and Alex.
"Yes ma'am," I replied, "Didn't think I'd end up being the last one."
Kimmi's cheerful shout caught my ear as she waved us down. "Over here, Xi! Alex!"
"What's poppin', family?" I grinned, closing the distance between us.
Steez smirked. "You were gone when I knocked on your door this morning."
"Got caught up with a Fairy Queen's request," I answered with a sheepish grin, scratching the back of my head. "Well... kinda."
Mom's eyes narrowed with interest. "Did you just say the Fairy Queen? As in you met her?"
"Nah, I didn't meet her," I said quickly. "More like a side quest from a spirit creature."
Artamis chimed in. "Wasn't Granny the Fairy Queen?"
Mom's face softened. "She was supposed to be, but she fell in love and decided not to take the position."
"I'm starting to see a pattern in the women of our family dodging leadership roles," I muttered, earning a look from Mom that said she heard every word.
Shaking it off, I turned back to the conversation. "Anyway, while I didn't see her personally, I did find a book I think gave me the [Spirit Weapon] skill. I'm not really sure."
Mom's eyes widened. "You have the [Spirit Weapon] skill, already?! Goodness, Xiro. You just don't stop with your insane acts and abilities.."
"How'd you manage that?" Artamis asked, eyes narrowing with curiosity. "I thought you had to find them in a labyrinth."
"I'm curious about this as well, Moonlight. I take it has a connection with the Fairy Queen's request?" Mom added, leaning in a bit.
I nodded. "Correct, mom. I was led to an altar protected by an Astra Mana-like barrier, got passed that, and grabbed a grimoire called Pawprints & Dreams. It gave me the Twilight Goddess as incomplete spiritual weapons."
"You've got crazy luck, Xi." Steez remarked.
"Incomplete spiritual weapons? As in plural? Broken?" Mom asked with a slightly confused look on her face.
"Yes ma'am, to my understanding. The Twilight Goddess came with 3 different spiritual beings instead, although I haven't seen them yet as I truly just got them before walking here." I responded.
Artamis whistled. "Looks like this trip just got a whole lot easier and weirder."
"That's awesome, big bro." Kimmi cheered as she appeared next to me.
Mom's face showed a subtle but proud smile, though I could tell she was deep in thought about the story I had just shared. The mention of the Fairy Queen and a Spirit Weapon like the one I was explaining seemed to trigger something in her, putting her in an analytical mood I had only ever seen in myself. Seeing it now made me realize how much we were alike. She always had the ability to look past the surface and into the meaning behind things—something I also prided myself on. But this also worried me that she noticed me leaving out some information. As the Twilight Goddess was a Guardian Armament, not really just a Spirit Weapon.
Vericka's voice, calm yet firm, cut through the moment. "I know Xiro is strong. I know all of you are strong, way stronger than most M-Cees you might meet. But never get complacent, and never relax too much on the battlefield. The world is big and filled with surprises. Always stay alert, my children."
"Yes, ma'am," we all replied in unison—me, Alex, and the others, voices blending into a rhythmic acknowledgment. Even Luda, with all his royal airs, joined without hesitation.
Mom was a wonderful sensei—tough, insightful, and never one to spare us the truth. But she was also quick to give praise when it was deserved, something that I respected. She had a quality that reminded me of Black mothers I'd known back on Earth—strong-willed, nurturing, and never afraid to show some love when you earned it. Yet, there was an underlying sadness too. The kind that comes with being a single mother. Not that Gaia's gender dynamics were the same as Earth's. Here, women were sometimes stronger, usually magically, than men who didn't also have access to Bio or Gem Mana. A female sociovore with mana could be five times stronger than a male sociovore without mana, and even a mana-less woman sociovore could outmatch a human man ten times over. That power dynamic created a different kind of society—one where women could dominate through sheer force sometimes. And trust me, some of these bitches were wild.
They had gangs. They raided villages and kidnapped other women's men—all because of the gender imbalance. With only 30% of Gaia's population being male, it wasn't uncommon for women to fight over or share men for romance and intimacy. Men with mana? They were like gold in the dating market. Women sociovores loved strong men in any form—whether that was a strength of body, mind, or magic. The rare male M-Cee who could stand toe-to-toe with a female in both magic and might was the dream for most women here.
Artamis broke the silence. "We ready to go yet?"
"Just a second," Mom replied, her tone softening as she turned to me. "Xiro, I need to give you something."
"Huh?" I blinked, unsure of what she meant.
"When you return, you will hold the title of new Demon Lord. And as is the Clan's rule, I was going to have to give you this, but your story just then convinced me now is the perfect time."
With a practiced motion, she reached into her magic bag tied to her belt and slowly pulled out a sword—Mikazuki.
"Woah, he gets the sword?" Artamis' eyes widened. "I know you're happy, Xi."
Luda's voice was quieter, more reflective. "So that's what it looks like."
Alex, the excited one, even let out a low whistle. "Now that's cool."
I stared at the weapon in her hands, the familiar sheath catching the sunlight just right. It had been four years since I'd seen it, and now it was being handed to me. I didn't know what to say, a rare moment of speechlessness for me.
"Woah, Ma Dukes... you sure about this?"
She smiled warmly, nodding. "Yes, son. I feel it's rightfully yours, anyway. May it keep you alive and return you to me. All of you."
I swallowed the emotion welling up in my chest. "Thank you, Mom. I won't let you down."
"I know you won't, Moonlight."
As my fingers closed around the katana's hilt, a strange vibration pulsed through my body, like a heartbeat in sync with my own. The sword felt alive, resonating with my mana signature. A euphoric chill raced down my spine, electrifying every nerve, and then I heard her.
Luna's voice whispered in my ear, her tone as soft as the wind. "Finally, I'm close to being whole again. When you are ready, I will be there to give you my all, Master."
The kiss of her voice reassured me, though confusion crept in. Why did she say that? I didn't doubt them, but something about the sword felt different. It seemed to fuse with my soul instantly, similar to how the Twilight Goddess's bible had done.
I looked up, now with the absorbed katana within me. "I'm confused. I thought Spirit Weapons were made from the user's soul. So others couldn't really wield someone else's weapon to its true strength. Let alone, add it to their soul."
Mom's expression softened, thoughtful. "I can't fully explain it, but you proved a hunch I've had for decades, correct. I've known since I was a little girl that that sword was from another time. It's only after your birth I arrived at the idea it may be from the future."
Steez, who had been listening quietly, suddenly chimed in. "The future?"
Luda raised an eyebrow. "Wait, what did you just say, Sensei Vericka?"
I scratched my head, feeling a growing sense of unease. "Hold up. What?"
Mom just smiled. "I'm not completely sure. When you get back, your Grandma will explain everything. But after seeing it return to your soul, I'm certain that sword has been waiting for you since Synga wielded it."
Luda gave me a curious glance. "Xiro, you just keep getting more mysterious with time"
I threw my hands up in mock defeat. "It's not like I'm doing it on purpose. I'm just as confused as y'all."
Artamis grinned. "Oh? Another rare moment where Xiro doesn't have the answer. I need to start marking these down."
"Art, shut up." I rebutted.
Mom chuckled softly. "We can figure this out later. For now, let's get ready to leave. Kimmi, say goodbye to everyone."
Kimmi hugged each of us, her arms squeezing tight as she wished us good luck. She decided to stay behind, waiting for Mom's return, uninterested in the trials that lay ahead for us.
"Goodbye, y'all." she said, her smile warm as she flexed her small, but toned bicep.
We all waved back as we left the town's entrance. The sun was still a few hours away from noon, and with no sign of a carriage, I already knew what was coming.
"Alright, fellas," Mom announced. "We're running to Goblin Cave. It's only two hundred and sixty kilometers away."
Steez smirked. "Light work."
Luda cracked his neck. "Could use a jog."
I stretched my arms. "Might fly."
Artamis nodded. "Not a bad idea, Xi."
Alex cracked a fiery smile. "I'm ready when y'all are."
Mom grinned, that same fierce smile she always gave before a fight. "Well, I expect y'all to keep up."
And again, in unison, we replied, "Yes ma'am."
Without warning, she vanished, casting [Wind Mana Arts: Flash Step], her speed unmatched. And just like that, the chase began.
Artamis and Alex shot off like jets, casting [Human Rocket] to propel themselves forward. Steez and Luda followed suit, disappearing in the blink of an eye with their own [Wind Mana Arts: Flash Step]. That left me and Kimmi standing at the gate.
I grinned, turning to her. "I'll see you when I get back, Kimmi-Wu. Stay safe."
She flexed her arm again, giving me a playful wink. "Will do, big bro."
With that, I activated [Spatial Flight], lifting myself into the air like a superhero from those old movies I loved. And just like that, I was off, racing to catch up with my clan.
[End of Chapter]
[1] November on Earth