Childhood Friend of the Zenith

A dazzling burst of light shot forth. It was so intense that it was difficult to keep my eyes open.

Why was it shining like this? Was it struggling # Nоvеlight # in vain?

Calm down, would you?

It had already absorbed as much as it could, so why keep going? It was pointless.

Since it wasn’t causing me any actual harm, I merely frowned in irritation.

The light continued to pour out for a while until—

Ssssshhh—!!

Oh?

The light began to change. It wasn’t growing weaker or stronger—just changing color.

From red to blue.

At the same time, I sensed something familiar. This was—

My energy.

The very energy it had taken from me. That light was made of my own energy.

Fascinating. Out of nowhere, it was now shining with my power.

Slide.

“My hand’s free now.”

The egg that had clung to my palm finally let go. I rotated my wrist slightly, and then retracted the energy I had been radiating.

Rumble.

The oppressive force of Cheonma Divine Art dissipated. The warped air around me returned to normal.

“Hm.”

The light gradually faded.

Before long, it disappeared completely. What remained in its place—

“…It turned blue?”

The egg, which had once been red, was now a deep blue.

It seemed completely natural, as if it had always been that way. It wasn’t even twitching.

Even when I reached out to touch it again, nothing happened. This time, I could lift my hand away without any resistance.

“…Hm.”

Why had it turned blue?

Had it changed after taking in and then giving back so much of my energy?

I tilted my head slightly, watching it with a puzzled expression.

“Hey.”

I gave it a light tap with my foot.

No reaction.

What the hell?

“Do something.”

It had been so eager to devour my energy, and now it was suddenly playing dead?

What a ridiculous creature.

“What even are you?”