Chapter 11: Waking Up 3 Years Later
Hmm...?
Raelis glanced around. He wasn’t standing on anything, but he wasn’t falling either.
It was definitely a strange sensation, but it was even weirder once he realized where he was.
The space around him was white, and in front of him stood a tall, narrow spire. It had no details, just a smooth surface that stretched straight up and disappeared into the white nothingness above.
It felt like the spire was calling to him, but no matter how he tried to move, he couldn’t get any closer.
That was when a tiny door appeared out of nowhere. From it stepped a humanoid figure, completely clad in white. Yet its head resembled a scorching golden-white flame.
Almost like the one he had just absorbed.
The figure motionlessly stared at the white space. Then, as if the space were a canvas, the figure raised its lanky arm and brushed it across the air.
Instantly, the light vanished as a shadow fell from above, covering the spire completely.
Now, the only thing Raelis could see was the figure in the pitch-black void.
That was also when its face, made entirely of golden-white flame, came into view.
Just this time, it was staring directly at him.