All Rion could see was darkness.
He didn't know where he was or how much time had passed. Heck, he didn't even know if he was still on his feet or not.
Everything seemed to have vanished from existence and he couldn't make sense of anything.
The last thing that he remembered was getting engulfed by The Remnant's ghostly purple flame, and in the next moment, he was here.
As the darkness crawled around him, he began to think.
"Was that the Corrupted Abysmal Flame?" He questioned himself, but he had nothing to prove his conclusion correct.
"Father must be fighting with them," he mumbled, and the memory of The Remnant coming to meet him in the body of a child resurfaced in his head.
They had come to him on their own and bargained that he should follow them if he wanted them to halt for now.
