Zephyr burned the image into his mind as a surge of chaotic emotions surged through him. His father was alive. His mother was alive. They both were. There was something more at play here. There was so much to discover. So much he now had to look forward to. But he needed the strength to be able to reach there. That location. That coordinate. Zephyr was sure it was anything but simple... So there was no way in hell he was going to allow himself to be held back here!
His consciousness that was previously being erased by the moderator suddenly surged with a violent vengeance. Who the fuck got to decide what he could or couldn't do?! He had the knowledge, so what the fuck was this moderator?! Why did it get to filter what he wanted?! Who gave it that authority?! This was his mana node! His and his only!
