Noah released a breath of tyranny, a level of calm settling over him after the chaotic events of the day.
In the next moment, a buzzing sensation coursed through the depths of his existence, and a prompt rose to meet his eye.
|The Weavings of the Protagonist remembers the one who led your Legions of Undead, and feels nostalgic as its weavings are calling out Arch Lich Ra'Zan.|
The Arch Lich, Ra'Zan.
A slight smile, a ghost of a long-forgotten memory, touched Noah's lips. A sense of nostalgia, a wave of remembrance for the journey of the last three years, washed over him.
He thought of his earlier Skill Trees, how a poisonous Abomination had, through his will, been refined into an Arch Lich.
He remembered its overpowered skills, the Unstable Necrotic Ring of Death, a spiraling storm of bones and death that had decimated his foes. He had elevated the Arch Lich skill tree and many others, refined it until it became a Reified ability and much more…a testament to his journey!
