At the edge of the Voiceless region, where the sun never set and darkness never came, a man sat meditating on a hilltop bathed in endless light.
His bare, muscular chest glistened with sweat. His long dark hair swept back. Eyes closed, breathing shallow, utterly alone.
This was the Eyes of the Night, Liam.
As a servant of Destruction, sunlight was his bane, eternal sunlight, worse still. He'd forsaken everything, his purpose and his friends, to forge himself into something inhuman, strong enough to face his enemy. If he could endure this sun, he could face anything.
Even while deep in meditation, he muttered softly: "Until we meet again, Halo."
The journey would be grueling, he might lose his skin's pigment entirely, but with a Flaw like Anxious, he could only proceed carefully and hope nothing unexpected happened when he finally encountered his Nemesis.
When he finally met HIM.
***
'A burning hatred that never dies, huh?'
