God of Mist

Chapter 91: White Swan First

The sky was still dark when Lucas stood outside, his breath visible in the chilly morning air. He had just been forcibly ejected, the loud bang of Luna's gate closing behind him still echoing in his ears, a consequence of last night's debacle.

This felt like déjà vu, yet Lucas was acutely aware that he had successfully re-entered the flow of time, seizing the opportunity to start anew.

Suddenly, Lucas's expression shifted from calm to one of realization as he noticed a profound change within himself. His normally jet-black hair had transformed, now turning white with the tips glowing a faint gray—a clear indication that he had achieved something remarkable: he had traveled back in time.

"I'm back..." he whispered to himself, his gaze fixed on the gate that had just spurned him.

Determined, Lucas approached and knocked on the gate gently yet firmly. "Open up, it's me, Lucas," he announced, adopting a different strategy this time.

Lucas was resolved; his plan was to eliminate any threat