Chapter 36
“Why, why is Liv Hamelsvoort there...”
He must have seen incorrectly. Why would Liv Hamelsvoort, beloved by the gods, be in this prison?
He moved his transparent body in an unfamiliar manner, approaching closer to Liv Hamelsvoort.
She was gazing vacantly into the empty space. Her once-white dress, now turned yellowish, was close to rags. Her white hair, appearing ashen in the darkness, was tangled in disarray. Dried tears clung to the corners of her eyes, and her lips were cracked and parched.
More than anything, what made her seem so unfamiliar was the utter lack of vitality in her eyes, which had always regarded him with a sparkling light. No, she was seated in an awkward posture and wearing an unfamiliar expression, to the point where he could hardly believe she was human.
As he surveyed her with a perplexed gaze, he noticed something strange.
First, she didn’t seem like someone newly imprisoned here. She looked like someone who had spent an extremely long time in this prison.
Secondly, she appeared younger than the Liv Hamelsvoort he knew. While her severely emaciated body contributed to her youthful appearance, her bone structure itself looked different from what he was familiar with.
Perhaps because his body was transparent, Liv Hamelsvoort didn’t seem to notice him as his lips parted wordlessly in confusion. Then, the voice of a god rang out once more.
You have come to the past Abgrund.
“The past Abgrund?”
Then did this mean Liv Hamelsvoort had been imprisoned in this prison in the past? It was even more nonsensical. He had never heard any story of Liv Hamelsvoort being imprisoned here. If that were the case, he surely would have known about it as well.