We are all stardust
Zen's first few weeks in Caido had been a whirlwind. He'd met his brother, been almost mugged, trained a little, and now he was in Halo. The Demi-god had originally been planning to go straight to King's End and begin the task his mother had given him. But he wasn't sure when he'd have the time to check in with the snowy region if he did. Being here also correlated with his mission and taking the detour was worth it for that alone. Halo was the other region with a ruler devoted to his mother. However, from what he'd seen and heard in the stars, Halo hadn't accepted many regional quests from her recently. He needed to investigate that before heading east.
After arriving in Halo, the Demi-god had immediately sought out the stars. A few locals had mentioned that if he wanted the best view, he'd need to go out onto the tundra. Bundling up in offered coats and with a small bag of supplies, Zen had begun his trek.
His wandering brought him to the Sea of Glass, to the shrine. Walking along the edge, he was reminded of the shore of the Arclight Ocean that he had first set foot on. Scanning the area and appreciating how the snow reflected the stars above, Zen spotted a figure. There was something familiar about the man and he was certain that he'd spotted this individual from the stars at least once.
Cautiously approaching, the man's identity became clear. Hadama. The King that his mother had ascended to Demi-godhood. Less hesitant now, Zen's strides lengthened. Reaching the shrine, he stayed a few feet back, unwilling to interrupt. Bowing his head, the younger Demi-god also prayed. His silent prayer was more of a greeting, an update to his mom. It was interlaced with gratitude for her guidance and further affirmation of his vow.
When both Demi-gods were done, Zen's eyes found Hadama's. Stars burst into existence beside him, casting blue and purple hues on the snow. (Hello, Hadama.)
After arriving in Halo, the Demi-god had immediately sought out the stars. A few locals had mentioned that if he wanted the best view, he'd need to go out onto the tundra. Bundling up in offered coats and with a small bag of supplies, Zen had begun his trek.
His wandering brought him to the Sea of Glass, to the shrine. Walking along the edge, he was reminded of the shore of the Arclight Ocean that he had first set foot on. Scanning the area and appreciating how the snow reflected the stars above, Zen spotted a figure. There was something familiar about the man and he was certain that he'd spotted this individual from the stars at least once.
Cautiously approaching, the man's identity became clear. Hadama. The King that his mother had ascended to Demi-godhood. Less hesitant now, Zen's strides lengthened. Reaching the shrine, he stayed a few feet back, unwilling to interrupt. Bowing his head, the younger Demi-god also prayed. His silent prayer was more of a greeting, an update to his mom. It was interlaced with gratitude for her guidance and further affirmation of his vow.
When both Demi-gods were done, Zen's eyes found Hadama's. Stars burst into existence beside him, casting blue and purple hues on the snow. (Hello, Hadama.)
Reflections of the cosmos and the passage of time
Zenith
