1623 1623. Departure

"My defenses?" Supreme Thief asked while continuing to inspect his surroundings. "I stole them too. Why would I bother to build something when I can take them from better inscription masters?"

"Death didn't change you," Great Builder commented.

"Death changes nothing," Supreme Thief replied. "We are worlds inside Heaven and Earth. We can only expand."

Supreme Thief inspected his body. He raised his hand and checked that everything was in place. Azure light still converged toward his figure, but his existence was almost ready to live again.

Heaven and Earth didn't like that process. They marked Supreme Thief's existence, and they quickly reacted when the pieces of his world converged toward his figure.

A series of sparks accumulated in the sky, but Supreme Thief instinctively performed a pulling motion and tore them away from the whiteness.