Gold filled Basil's vision once again. His body felt light, reminiscent of the feeling he had experienced when he had just died. It felt like going it all over again. As a comforting sensation wrapped around his body, he closed his eyes. His body regained its weight and his coordination returned. When he opened his eyes, he was back standing before the shining tablet.
Already feeling a connection to it, Basil retracted his hand and looked at the anticipating Matheus. He quirked an eyebrow as if asking what Matheus was expecting. Matheus quietly sighed in relief before grinning at him. Basil stared silently at the grin. He couldn't understand what Matheus was excited about.
"Glad to see that you didn't inherit my will."
"Aren't you supposed to be sad?"
"Nope." Matheus shook his head. "I was full of vengeance when I died. Millennia of thinking made me realize that what I intended might not be the wisest decision I could make."
