It was a bright night, and supposedly a star shower was about to appear. This would suit Runebreaker's needs just fine, although it would be difficult to pick the strongest one. Gentle lights flickered around him as fireflies lit up the grass around him. He tried to snatch one, to quell his boredom, but he ended up crushing the poor insect. Oops. Sometimes his strength was too much for his own good. Just to waste time, he looked into a few futures and see the outcomes. In a few of them it would take him years to find another opportunity like this, but in others he found what he wanted instantly.
Suddenly the sky was streaked with flashes of power. Very few knew the secret to these "shooting stars," which they thought were just bits of rock burning up in the atmosphere. That sometimes was the disappointing case, but most often it was something else. Soul shards, appearing from the atmosphere's magicl energy. It was easy enough to pretend he was ju