Akn's Path

The first crack appeared on Sara Ranill's broken soul, and she fell apart into dust and silver light. From what he'd pieced together, the girl would continue to fight others, accumulating more and more cracks until finally her distilled cultivation and techniques were passed to another as an inheritance after the first trial.

Lucian had greatly desired a technique like hers when he saw her fight. It would aid his Unhindered Motion fighting style greatly. Yet now, he couldn't bring himself to have even the slightest greed for that knowledge.

Eyes locked on the peak of the mountain, he put sad thoughts of the deceased out of mind and moved onwards as the silver light infiltrated his body.

The mountain was so steep that Lucian had expected to find it ending in a point, like a jagged fang, but it was a flat clearing that awaited him, covered in low, bright grass and flowers. And at the very center of that picturesque clearing, a small ball of grey fog.