"Hmm?" The young lord had just entered the room when he heard something fall to the floor nearby.
Turning toward the source of the noise, he saw two people frozen in disbelief, like statues. They were already shivering in fear.
They were carrying an armful of treasures, which kept slipping from their trembling hands.
They had thought that Karyk had killed everyone in the city. This, they assumed, gave them an opportunity to loot the city's treasures and escape.
None of them had imagined that anyone was still alive. Moreover, it was the worst person possible; the Lord of the City, the one who had founded it. Though he was often absent, the guards knew his identity.
This place was his home. Had they known he was alive, they would never have dared to set foot inside.
They were heavily regretting their decision of stepping foot inside this building. Just where did they get this courage? They were cursing themselves for this foolishness.
Until a few moments ago, they had been overjoyed, believing the treasures they found might help them escape this nightmarish world. Now, their joy had turned into a nightmare itself.
Meanwhile, the young time lord was also looking at them in confusion. He didn't recognize them. He didn't know their identity. The one thing he knew was that they were not Aetherians.
"Are you from this city?" he asked the two people, who felt quite weak at first glance. He wasn't sure if they were sent by Karyk, or they had another reason to be here.
The two guards immediately fell to their knees, slamming their head on the ground so hard that their heads started bleeding.
Just because he didn't kill them, didn't mean his followers weren't going to do it. Just like he was too lazy to kill them, he was too lazy to tell his followers to let them leave.
After entering his bedroom, he started taking off his clothes and entered the shower. After fifty straight days of suffering through the same cycle, finally he was going to see a new day.
After a long and satisfying shower, he left his room. He dressed up in his new clothes and left the building to take care of the Angel's corpse, which was one of the most important things in his quest to find Aether.
He reached the exit of the city, where his followers were standing. Not far from them, there were two lifeless bodies, belonging to the guards that had left his house.
Just as he had thought, their luck didn't last all the way. It was truly a pity, since they had survived coming across two of the most dangerous people in this world, only to die at the hands of weaker people.
"Why haven't you taken care of the bodies?" he asked his followers, who only now sensed his presence.
The followers quickly reached and started taking care of the bodies while moving the artefacts to the side, like they were some trash. They cleared the passage, letting the young man leave the city and approach the Angel.
The young time lord approached the angel's corpse and placed his palm on its body. Just like he could reverse time for himself, he could also see through the time that the corpse had experienced.
It consumed just as much of his life as the time reversal, but it was also his most important clue into the whereabouts of Aether. If he wasn't worried about getting attacked by Aetherians, he would have done it right where he found the body.
Only he knew how his patience was tested, to drag this body all the way here, waiting.
"Let me see what you have seen, in life, and in death. Let me see where the Aether is hiding!"
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