Six months had passed since Asher survived the True Awakening. Throughout those months, he did nothing but train, eat, sleep, and occasionally gist with Ella, Hito, and Tom. His daily routine rarely deviated from this cycle, as though the rhythm of repetition gave him a sense of order amidst the silent walls of the Wargrave estate.
Once again, he was the only Sun or Moon still residing within the Wargrave estate, being the last among his siblings who remained in training. The only other Wargraves still present were his grand-uncles and his grand-aunt, all of whom were far removed from his daily affairs.
Asher's chest rose and fell with calm rhythm as he slept. The morning sun seeped gently through the window, casting its golden rays across his face. Moments later, stirred by the brightness warming his eyelids, Asher's eyes fluttered open, returning to the world with quiet acceptance.
