The Worry of the Common Folk
"That's … new." Reign said with some confusion as he stared at the green land that surrounded him.
All of his previous evolutions, as well as those of others, had been incredibly violent and would leave destruction around them, but this time, it was the complete opposite.
The land that had been ravaged by war, the soil that had drank blood and was charred by fire had been revitalized by his evolution and returned to normal.
The spirits of the dead had passed on and had left the planet thanks to basking in his light, while the vengeful spirits were devoured by the darkness and sent god knows where.
"It's only natural that this would happen kid." Aethion suddenly said with a calm voice.
"You have control over both light and darkness, two powers that are extreme in nature, their manifesting during your evolution would bring such a result, everything bad and evil would be devoured by the darkness, while the light would bring back life."