Chapter 398 – Fated, Destiny, Caus
Noah looked at the young boy with an amused smile. The boy was truly a cute one, he remarked.
He was small, like a child around 7–8 years old, with brown skin that shimmered like caramel under the soft light of the realm, matching brown hair, wild and untied. His eyes were his most defining feature, brown as well but with pupils shaped like two hands facing opposite directions.
On his skin were wild tattoos colored in silver and blue.
As Noah looked at him with his white-threaded eyes, Causality was squirming on his feet, his gaze darting desperately around the space as if searching for something — anything — to rest his eyes on. Anything except Noah.
Yet he had no choice.
"Now," Noah started, making Causality inevitably look at him, "How should I call you?" he asked softly, closing the distance between them.
Caus yelped at his sudden proximity.
