"Another demigod?"
Feeling urgency, Azzy exhaled sharply and stepped out of the shower, water still dripping from his hair as he dressed quickly and summoned the Sword of Radiance into his hand.
He'd made up his mind—he would teleport straight to Gaia and investigate the person who just became a demigod. The blade hummed with light in response, but just as the energy gathered, a sharp spike of pain stabbed through his skull.
His vision blurred. The world tilted.
Before he could brace himself, his knees buckled, and he collapsed onto the wet tiles, the sword clattering beside him.
His consciousness was ripped away from his body and thrown straight back into a dream once again.
*
Inside, the halls were filled with life and the quiet hum of activity as servants went about their tasks. Among them, an 8-year-old bright little boy skipped through the corridors, his eyes alight with a curiosity that matched his radiant energy.
