Chapter 64: Caelen bloodline
Caelen walked alone through the quiet forest. Leaves rustled under his boots. Sunlight came through the trees, and birds sang in the distance. He needed some air, away from the noise of the village.
It had been two months. Two months since he was thrown into this strange world. Two months of working, fighting, helping others, and somehow still standing.
He sat on a large rock and looked up at the sky.
"...Still alive," he said to himself. "Huh."
Out of nowhere, the wind stopped. A warm light glowed in front of him.
Caelen blinked as the light turned into a person. Robes, sandals, messy hair, and that same smug smile—it was Jeff. The god who brought him here.
"Yo," Jeff said, floating like always.
"You again," Caelen muttered.
"Yep. I'm surprised you're still kicking." Jeff crossed his arms. "Most don't last this long. But you? You're full of surprises."
"I didn't really have a choice," Caelen said. "It was either build or die."
Jeff laughed. "And you chose to build. Not bad."