He looked at his hands, still wreathed in fire. The form held steady. The drain was minimal. He was closer now—closer to perfecting the domain, to making it his own.
The portal shimmered at the edge of the ridge. He had paid for a full day, but the work was done. He stepped through and returned to the academy.
The attendant blinked. "You're back early."
"Got what I needed."
Nero walked out, his body tired but his spirit alight. The fire within him hummed, satisfied.
He would train again tomorrow.
[Babe, I'm back. How was your day!] He texted his girlfriend as soon as he stepped out of the pocket world.
It didn't take too long for her to respond, she must have been waiting for him.
[As usual. I trained, I'm getting closer to the next realm. You should go and rest, Ner!] (Khione)
[I will. You should rest as well. Let's meet tomorrow evening.]
[I understand. Have a good night. Luv u] (Khione)
