They Have Him

In the depths of the Virodhabhasa Theocracy, atop a mountain at the very epicenter of the theocratic nation, was a little shrine. It lacked the ostentatious embellishment of the theistic architecture that otherwise characterized the vividly beautiful nation.

It was a small, unremarkable shrine.

A sight that would move no one.

And yet, it housed an extraordinary Transcendent force.

He meditated at the very center of the shrine, entirely content sitting cross-legged atop the marble tiles of the shrine.

His eyes opened slowly as he directed a knowing glance at the Central Highlands of the Beast Domain.

His mouth never moved.

And yet, a faint murmur escaped him nonetheless.

"Soon."

He had waited for what was to come for a long, long time. 

He had waited ever since he became a Martial Transcendent and saw beyond the veil.