"His name shall not be spoken until he walks upon these lands once more…" I whispered to myself, then sighed and looked up at the sky. Oh, how annoyed I felt right now. I wanted to punch Fetheion in the face – how dare he say something like that to me, knowing what it meant?
Once the Keeper of Soul walked on this world again, my soul would be who knows where. I knew I wasn't going to keep this body – all I could hope was that the Demon Lord's words were true and we'd all be freed, sent home, back to the real world.
Asher believed him. Not because he trusted the Demon Lord, but because it made sense to him. And considering Asher's profession as a lead game developer, I trusted his judgement. He had way more experience than me, it was right to follow his lead.
My attention turned to the door as it creaked open.
