264 Arias : The Son Who Crawled Out of The Dark

No one in Nightfall shares collective hatred of a single individual quite like they do Arias.

Which was why there was no longer a single soul in the clearing who wasn't glaring at him.

But whether he cared or not, was really anyone's guess.

He landed on the ground with his same cavalier attitude as usual and held up his hands peacefully.

"Yo! It's been a minute, huh? How's everyone doing? Good? You guys look good. Everyone coping with this pollen? That's the real killer here, I gotta tell ya."

As a response, a spear made of darkness sailed right towards his head.

He narrowly avoided it by tilting his head to the side ever so casually; and stared at Malachi like he was a long lost friend.

"Well someone doesn't seem very happy to see me. Family reunions always look so much more heartfelt on the internet… maybe this would be sweeter if one of us had on an army unifo-"

"You are not my family!"