The sun was starting to shine really bright. Its rays, piercing through the veil of the clouds, cascading their beauty down to the earth.
Tyrion stood at the window of his apartment, the ray from the sun giving him an otherworldly look as his handsome appearance came into view.
Then…
Tyrion shook his head and refused to think of the past as though he was about to die.
He immediately exited the Legend mountain. A vehicle was already parked outside. It was the public transport he had called in before hand.
"Tyrion?" The driver called out.
"Yeah." Tyrion replied, climbing on to the car.
In no time, they flew off.
* * *
The underground passage was only unique to the Death-Gate academy. Tyrion wasn't new to them but this particular one was different.
It was alike a black-hole, like the gate to the last abyss of hell. Cold, gloom and waves of life-threatening palpitations exudes from within it.