Chapter 343: Ch 343: Resisting With all your Might- Part 4
The illusory world trembled as Kyle’s suppressed mana surged, causing cracks to spiderweb across the fabricated sky above.
He could feel the realm fraying under his resistance, his will gnawing at its edges. But before it could collapse entirely, the realm shifted again—reforming faster than he could destroy it.
He blinked and found himself standing in a wide, sunlit courtyard. The air smelled of steel, dust, and laughter. Familiar laughter.
Around him stood the comrades he had once fought alongside in his previous life—men and women he had bled with, cried with, celebrated with.
Some had died in his arms. Others, he had buried himself.
Yet now... they were here. Alive.
He couldn’t see their faces clearly—some were obscured by light, others by shadow—but he remembered them all.
Their voices. Their stances. Their habits. The way one always spun his sword even while talking. The way another always hummed before battle. They were all here.
Kyle stood frozen, his breathing shallow. His fist clenched as emotion coiled in his chest.
Then the voice returned—softer this time, almost gentle.
"You see, Kyle? You don’t have to suffer anymore. You don’t have to lose anyone else. All this... can be yours again. Just surrender. Lay down your weapons, kneel before Goddess Charrin, and we will return what was taken from you. Forever."