Origin of Synergy

Three days. 

Three days were all he had before Neveah tribe invaded and destroyed the tribe of Heaven.

That time sliver was authentic, then so must be this world. Since he entered this world as a full body and not an avatar, his death would be irreversible.

"You don't look so good."

Rearranging the glowing runes on the floating screen, Aion frowned at the pale Varian through the transparent glass. 

'Of course I'm not!' Varian wanted to slam the glass, activate the runes on it to explode the room ad escape before things here caught fire.

Even though his rune mastery was still rudimentary, he'd be able to pull it off with the help of Logos. 

He's really, really confident of escaping. But if there's a peak rank 2 in this tribe and with a time sliver no less, did he really have a chance?

"Aion."