Akuna watched with growing anxiety as Xylon devoted himself to his new passion.
No longer did he head towards the celestial garden to fulfill his duties as a soul keeper, but instead he spent his days toiling in the fields of his farm, preparing the land for what he described as his "little farm".
Every day, he donned the attire of a farmer, tying back his long hair and rolling up his sleeves to reveal the toned muscles in his arms.
Despite the scorching sun beating down on his skin, he worked tirelessly, utilizing his magic and the tools left behind by past soul keepers to create holes in the fields.
As the days passed, Akuna couldn't help but feel that the plan had spiraled out of control. What had started as a plan for revenge with Arthur bringing a demon back to life now seemed to be taking on a life of its own.
And as Xylon worked, she couldn't shake off the feeling that something was amiss.