Three weeks had passed since Luna's integration into our family, and I had settled into a routine that balanced my responsibilities with my need for recovery. My mornings belonged to Luna—breakfast together, helping with her lessons, ensuring she felt secure and loved. My afternoons and evenings were split between Guild Ouroboros operations and the increasingly critical Aetherite development project.
The warp gate network between Avalon City and Luminarc had become as familiar as my own bedroom. The instantaneous travel between continents still felt surreal, but the convenience was undeniable. The brief moment of dimensional displacement gave me just enough time to mentally shift between my roles as guild master and project coordinator.
