-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 city buzzed with restless energy, a strange mix of awe and urgency gripping its people.
The immortals were gone, but their presence lingered, the pale, moon-like portal hanging in the sky above the mountaintop.
Its soft, ethereal light spilled over the landscape, casting an otherworldly glow that seemed both inviting and untouchable.
The crowd gathered beneath the shimmering bridge of light, their faces illuminated by its radiance. Whispers rippled through the air like an unrelenting current.
"Look at it! The pathway remains!"
"Could we ascend it?" a voice asked, trembling with hope.
"If we could step onto it," another murmured, eyes burning with ambition, "we might reach the immortal world. We could become like them!"
The idea sparked a wildfire of excitement. Word spread quickly, drawing ascendants from every corner of the city and beyond.