569 Breach!

"Goodbye, my child."

Rebecca wiped the tear and left the balcony.

Heather was startled. She hadn't seen her mistress smile in a long while.

...

The flames under his feet acted as jet, making Zed fly through the night sky. The cloudy mist around him evaporated, and as he looked at the point-size buildings far below, his lips curled up. 

Over a decade ago, he desired the ability to fly as flying represented freedom. He envisioned how he could fly like birds, leave areas he doesn't like, and enjoy beautiful sceneries from high above while savoring the feeling of fresh air greeting his face.

Now that he had this ability, he seldom used it. 

"We desire what we can't have... and when we have them, they become mundane!" 

Claudia heard his musing through the mechanical band clasped on his wrist. 

[[Not really, sir, at least not in your case.]]

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