[Fourth Realm — The Pinnacle]
[Mountain Peak — Unknown Location]
A small child sat cross-legged on the edge of a cliff that overlooked a swirling nebula of clouds. He opened his eyes, revealing irises that held the weight of eons, and smiled softly—a smile that didn't reach his ancient eyes.
"It seems he has eyes everywhere... Knowing I allied with Morrigan. I am guessing he is planning on removing me from my seat as one of the Realm Rulers."
The "kid" slowly stood up, his oversized black coat pooling on the ground around his small feet like a shadow.
"Maybe because I have been too lazy and lost track of what's happening in my realm, the others are annoyed." He rubbed his neck, then stretched his small limbs, hearing the satisfying pop of joints.
"Those old men and women are a headache."
