The Lightblood (Ch.128)

Minmayor sat in a dimly lit room, his eyes closed in meditation as he absorbed the abundance of energy of pain, despair, resentment and rage now made available to him.

On Minmayor's first arrival, the city had been extremely displeasing and almost inhabitable for him with all the excitements, positive and beautiful emotions spreading around, there had barely been any energy for him to feed on.

Had it continued in that manner, Minmayor could not imagine how weak he would have become at this point, he would barely be able to maintain his mortal form or use his abilities here in the mortal realm.

What a displeasing and extremely infuriating life that would have been for him! But thankfully, Minmayor had acted fast.

It had taken some effort on his part but now this city was much more to his liking and what was even better, when the seed was planted, Minmayor did not have to do much more.