-Op Mc? Yes! -Daughter? Yes! -Multiple worlds? Yes! -Vast Lore? Yes! -Fastpace? Yes! ... "You either Die a Villain or Live long enough to see yourself as a Hero." ~Probably Spark --------------------------------------- Spark, the lofty young master of the Dwight family, had always been a mystery. His true abilities were never known until the day he stepped onto the frontlines. In one awe-inspiring exhibition of power, Spark shocked the world and sent the coalition army of the five emperors into a chaotic retreat. Now, with the eyes of the world on him, each faction lusted to uncover the secrets behind his unparalleled strength. Still, in spite of the rampant curiosity and greed, nobody had the guts to confront him directly. And with every rumor spread of his feats, a question burned in every mind: was Spark this powerful all this time, or was he casting an illusion of strength before everybody's eyes?
The old man's words lingered in the air, and he found himself wondering if he had the strength to resist the whispers in his heart, the hunger that never seemed to subside.
As he stood, lost in thought, a sudden burst of laughter jolted him back to the present.
He turned to see the old man grinning widely, a mischievous glint in his eye.
"Look at this," the old man said, holding a coin between his fingers, its polished surface gleaming even in the dim light.
Zarak squinted at the coin. "What about it?"
The old man snorted, waving the coin in front of him with a smug expression. "Can't you tell? It's a gold coin! Don't tell me you've forgotten what gold looks like."
Zarak leaned in, finally noticing the unmistakable golden hue. Unlike the worn copper and silver coins he had seen before, this one sparkled with a rare luster.