Tower of Eternity, Floor 1: Town #16930.
The atmosphere in the Starting Town was a mixture of shouting merchants, clanking armor, and the sizzle of spells.
It was a place of giants, Orcs with biceps the size of boulders, Dragonborn towering over the crowd, and Humans decked in high-grade magitech gear.
But amidst this sea of warriors, a small, quiet voice whispered.
"So... this is what they call a beginner town."
The speaker was barely waist-high to a normal human. He was a boy, roughly ten years old, with skin like porcelain and hair that cascaded down his back like gold.
Two small, downy white wings were tucked neatly against his shoulder, marking him as a fledgling of the Angel Race.
This was Lucious.
He wasn't just any Angel. He was the son of the First Apostle of Gaia, born with a silver spoon in his mouth and the mana of the heavens in his veins.
