(2400 Years Ago, Planet Ixtal, Kaelith's POV)
Kaelith rushed through the Lost Forest with the speed of a storm, his footsteps gliding across the moss-laden earth as leaves and dust whirled in his wake, while the faint glow of bioluminescent vines painted fleeting trails of light behind him.
The scent of rain still lingered in the air, heavy and metallic, yet he paid it no mind, for his father's summons had been absolute. When the Timeless Assassin called, one did not linger.
As of yesterday, he had achieved what none before him had. The 108th successful conquest in the name of the Cult, a number that finally surpassed his father's long-standing record of 107.
The feat had been proclaimed across the conquered systems as the dawn of a new era, as elders and soldiers alike whispered that Kaelith, the Conqueror Prince, would soon ascend as the next Sect Master of the Cult of Ascension.
