In the recesses of William's mind, the System felt cold.
It had been with its newest Host for around half a year if the time spent inside the Gravitas Ruins counted. While it was happy that William had survived so far, it became increasingly worried as his strength improved.
The energy it received from William's efforts had only just recently made up for the consecutive losses in the last hundred years, but the stupid Host never failed to show off his strength whenever he got it, which took a lot of energy to deal with.
His perspective is too limited, like a frog in a well...
It couldn't be helped. He hadn't seen the Myriad Realms yet. He didn't know what else was out there.
Terrifying things. Evil beings. Terrifyingly evil beings.
"Gods?" one of the System's previous Hosts had once asked.
