It was dusk when Katar sat atop the roof.
From there, he looked out over the settlement below.
The once-sparse grounds were steadily filling in. More shelters, more people, movements here and there.
The place was slowly swelling into something larger than it had been days ago.
"Tch." He clicked his tongue in quiet annoyance.
It irked him. The noise, the crowding and the inevitability of it.
Yet the sight stirred an old memory.
Once, long ago, he had watched a vicinity grow just like this.
Back then, it had become one of the greatest vicinities on that planet.
Incarnations of the highest tiers grew there there. Fighters strong enough to hold back hordes. Defenders who had turned the settlement into something like a fortified kingdom.
Walls layered with runes and steel. Watchtowers crowned with sentinels who never slept. Trade routes carved through ruin zones. Training grounds filled with the clash of blades and the roar of abilities.
