"I'm back," Ian whispered under his breath as he looked around at the familiar land, familiar sky, and the very air that seemed to be carrying a unique intangible substance that made his cells scream happily.
At this moment, Ian felt the long-lost lightness on his body. He instintively suck a deep breath and a smile formed on his face.
Just as Ian had started to relish his return. A dark crack emerged above him that prompted him to look up. The crack looked smaller initially until it began to rapidly expand.
Crrkkkk!
Continuous cracking sound reverberated. Ian quickly distanced himself from the spatial cracks. Even with his current physique, those cracks in space would prove to be lethal.
Under Ian's gaze, a dark silhouette stepped out of the void. A spike of dark aura rose and pierced the sky. The figure has red eyes, but it doesn't have ears or any distinctive facial features. With a body made of pure darkness, one won't be able to make up what he looks like.
