Erevan Brontes Lychos stood before an archway made entirely of living vines. Its structure pulsed with life, its thick green cords braided into an elegant curve. Small, multicolored flowers blossomed from it, swaying gently even in the absence of wind, exuding a soft floral scent that made the entire passage feel dreamlike… an otherworldly threshold between realms.
He paused briefly, awed despite having seen this place before. This was the entrance to the Inner Circle of Yggdrasil, the sacred core where the world tree anchored its roots deep into the Earth's soul.
This was his fourth time passing through.
The first had been during his youth, led by his father Damon Brontes Lychos, who had brought him here to be introduced as the heir apparent. It was a solemn rite, one he remembered vividly.
The second was for his Ascendant Trial… the trial that allowed an awakened to step into ascendance, gaining greater power and build spiritual core inside the body.
