Finally, after struggling so much, wasting time, resources, and a couple of sanity points, Jung reached the room.
It wasn't just any room.
The ruler god resided inside, expecting his visit, and it was time for their long-awaited meeting.
Jung wasn't alone—he never was.
Maskera changed his dull life, leaving behind his lonely reincarnations that had filled his life with purpose, but also with an empty existence.
His back was strengthened by players and cats behind him.
Nero, along with a conviction that he would meet Elara and take her home with Baki and Lisa, powered his heart.
As for Leora, she was just there, existing.
"I'm going in!" Jung announced, opening the wooden door.
The light poured into his eyes, making him lose his vision, but it activated his wariness.
With his vision back and two axes in his hand, Jung darted his eyes around, searching for Elara and god and studying the room inside.
