At the moment the "Fake God" disappeared, the entire forest seemed to burst with vibrant life.
The plants began to rapidly sprout, branch out, and blossom... countless colorful flowers adorned the surroundings in a dreamlike fashion.
Brilliant photons flew from every direction, transforming into countless butterfly-like little elves, dancing gracefully in the air.
Everything felt like an enchanted realm straight out of a fairy tale...
Yet to Demigod Walker, it was a different experience altogether.
*It was a very peculiar sensation...*
*Walker felt as if, in an instant, he had become an enemy of the entire world.*
*The magic power in the air, the flying elemental little elves, the plants in the forest... all seemed to harbor intense hostility towards him.*
*The more vibrant the life around him, the stronger he sensed the killing intent!*
*He felt suddenly out of place with this world...*
*This feeling was not new to Walker, having experienced it in his long years.*
