I Am Mane Harbinger: XXIV

As his strength escaped his now feeble body, Ancestor Origin was left to wallow in pain and disbelief. While it was true that with his abilities, this wasn’t true death and finding a next host would be only a matter of time, it mattered little right now. For he had found the best host for his ambitions and selfish heart – the boy who had been snatched from his grasp just when he thought he was going to achieve what he sought – and had lost him. No matter whom his next host was, there was no way this person could compare to a Supreme. He had lost a great opportunity. And even worse was that he had lost it because of one weaker than him. In his depressed state he felt the power of space returning to him, and a scoff of disdain escaped his nostrils.

“It is only now that you return?” Ancestor Origin sighed as his hazy eyes gazed upon the remnants of the tattered sky. The pillar of light that symbolized his killer’s boost in strength was dissipating and everything was returning to normal –