All shadows have layers. This is something you've known for as long as you can remember.
But to reach the darkest of shades, one must cast away whatever sparks, any and all motes of light that might dwell within.
Purity is smeared. Taint runs free. Your will is to end the coming war, not through peace talk, or negotiation.
No, War will end when you command it to do so. After all, you cannot be threatened when those who would oppose you are feeding the ground beneath your feet...
The Root flickers away, dropping you back into your body.
Less than a minute has passed since you were sent under, but the room is entirely empty.
Sitting up, you take a brief glance at your wrist, brushing a finger over the newly implanted circle that marks you as a Fundemental: half onyx, half amethyst. The opposite of those who accept purity - Diamond and opal.
On the table beside you rests a note, hastily scrawled: "Remain where you are, it will find you in due time."
'It' could mean none other than your dragon, the creature who will serve as your companion, life anchor, and natural counterbalance, in your case, channeling Purity to keep your Taint in check, ensuring you don't fall victim to moral degredation.
But until it arrives... you have little to do, allowing time to slip by.
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