Their discussion continued for the next few hours before Damien returned to his residence. There was nothing else they could possibly plan for, and as they had agreed earlier, Ruyue was in charge of the disguises.
At this point, there was nothing Damien could do besides sit patiently and wait for the next day to come.
He found himself lying on his bed alone for the first time in many months and honestly, he didn't know how to feel about it.
Ever since arriving at the Cloud Plane, he had been moving constantly either by training or going on missions, completely absorbed in the activities he was partaking in.
Perhaps it was a subconscious thing, but he never allowed himself to have time alone like this. He knew what would happen when it came. He would inevitably find himself drowning in his own thoughts.
Well, recently it was mainly self-loathing.