ZITHERER'S POV:-
After drinking the savory wine, a blissful expression forms on my face. It is hard to describe whether I was happy remembering my past or was I sad that things have gone in a way that I might never get another chance to get along with them.
'Perhaps this is fate, too. Though I have already changed enough fates and destiny to be talking about fate,' I sigh as I look outside at the guy standing there with a Patizan Spear in his hand.
'Looks like the time is up. Let's hope everything goes as planned from here onwards,' I thought as I stood up and observed Erebus, God of Spear, standing there.
One of the 12 Higher Gods, the Ruler of Basilisks.
