Chapter 180: The Story Of Fire And Ice {1}
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It was surreal, this feeling, the calmness, the swift flow of the milky water, the echoes you can only hear beneath it, the firm grasp of pleasant ecstasy and the peace it brings.
It is exactly how I feel. I leisurely opened my eyes, I felt peaceful.
"Have you come to it?"
Like the voice awoke me from my trance, I gasped finally taking note of my surroundings, I was before a blazing storm, within it to be exact, the wind carried snow and I could barely see what was ahead. My gaze fell on my hands and then I gasped seeing them transparent, almost like I was fading? Was I dead?
"What?" I was confused as I checked myself.
"You’re here as your spirit form", at the same voice I turned to Diablo beside me, he was transparent too. "We have both traveled far into the past," He explains.
"This is the past?", I gape at the surroundings, if I was actually here I’m certain I would have felt the gravity of this weather, it must be freakishly cold, no one can survive in this.
"Your past" Diablo conveyed. "As I told you before the Waterfall Of Truth shall regain what you lost"
"My memories"
"Even better... all hidden truth"