Achilles raised his head.
His Destiny Perception flared with golden light, and what it showed him chilled the air around the Sea of Thalassara.
A tremor passed through the ocean floor as he felt the massive weight of loss. Not from himself. Not from Rose. It was from someone he had been entangled with for some time!
And his identity was clear under his perception of destiny.
The Lunaris Throne.
Due to the Lunaris Throne!
The threads of Destiny screamed it. Life was vanishing under his hands. Not in quiet, not in sacrifice, but in blood. In chaos. In madness.
It was still happening.
Even now.
Achilles' brow furrowed, his expression growing cold as he processed what the fate-bound threads revealed.
So much had shifted in just one day.
The battles had slowed. But he hadn't.
He had assimilated two entire Continents- the Thalassphere Arx and Everburn Aerie!
