The moment Enel stepped forward, the sands of time swirled around him, forming a storm of golden dust.
Yet despite the swirling chaos, his steps were weightless, as if he was both walking and floating at the same time.
Then, the dust shifted, spreading outward like ripples on an unseen surface.
A thousand mirrors formed.
Each mirror was woven from the sands of time, their edges glowing with shifting hues—some burned like molten gold, others shimmered with the cold gleam of silver moons.
And within them, time revealed its hidden truths.
In one mirror—
He saw Lucifer Morningstar, his true father.
The image was vivid, clearer than any dream.
Lucifer stood in all his radiant beauty, a being of perfect form, golden eyes glowing like twin stars. His lips curved in a knowing smile as he leaned toward Lilith, a woman of impossible grace, her red raven hair cascading down her bare back like liquid night.
