The Shadow started his journey around the periphery. There had to be a way. He had to get to the child and then only the rest of his soul would be able to come out of Seozia.
It had been roaming on the surface of the earth. He had been drifting around, waiting. He had witnessed many wars and conquests while he lurked quietly. They said that the child would be able to resurrect him. They said that the child would be able to bring all the souls of Seozia back to the earth realm. They said that he would become their Master. But one thing that bothered the Shadow was that they also said that the child might wipe out all the darkness from the surface of all the realms. He may never come to the dark side.
The mere thought made his deformed face distort all the more. He started to encircle the kingdom's wall with fervor.
