Soon, they arrived above the civilization. He noticed that it was a civilization for the Innate Ones.
There were over a million of them, extremely shocking, considering that each Innate One was at least a 7th-tier being.
He couldn't help but wonder how many Innate Ones the Hanging Tree had under his banner. He only knew of the five 8th-tiers, the so-called Great Ones. As for those below, he didn't ask, for he didn't think they were of importance.
He followed the creature toward a palace that stood at the center of this civilization. They entered. Upon entering, he was greeted by a runic hallway that led to a huge chamber with a massive throne carved from some type of white runic rock.
On this throne sat a figure identical to the one he was following, same skin tone, same hair, and even the same armor, as if they were clones of each other.
But he knew that was not the case, for they were twins.
'A twin innate one how peculiar.'
