Aya said:
"Then I will head to the battlefield first, take care, teacher.
I will be back soon."
Vekna watched Aya depart.
Three years later, as drowsiness struck again.
Vekna closed his eyes.
He felt the memories fading, and remarked wistfully:
"It truly is hard to let go.
But this is quite good, the ancestor of wizards transforms into Nora's will, guarding Nora's front, I transform into the Shadow Will, guarding Nora's dark side, achieving eternal life in deep slumber!"
This time, he never opened them again.
The solitary Shadow·Vekna.
Ultimately, he fell alone on Nora's dark side.
This is the place he protected for thousands of years.
From now on, he will be like Sauron, completely merging with the Shadow Will, having nothing remaining of his normal persona except for some obsessions.
...
One day.
A Grand Wizard of the Shadow School of Thought routinely came to visit Vekna.
He called out in various ways thousands upon thousands of times.
