Bab 94: The City's Call

Fueled by his desire to grow, he trained before the demonic altar until nightfall.

After a good night's sleep, he claimed the same spot on the log and continued for another day, then another.

Like the sun rose and fell, or the moon glowed and vanished, he inevitably spent his days there. 

The noise of construction and his subjects scrambling around didn't distract him, neither did the wind or the rain. Even when new buildings surrounded him, he remained seated, his mind pursuing the same goal: power.

It wasn't solely to have fun anymore. He had understood it in the ant colony. Instead, he realised he cared for these boisterous demons.

Even now, the six teenagers were causing a commotion despite the critical mission he had to carry. Like genuine kids, they rolled on the ground, striking it with their feet while screaming that they wanted to come, too.