Several months later.
On Taize Lake.
Aaron held a fishing rod, switching from spearing fish to angling.
After all, his fishing skills were too terrible, so he had to compensate with other methods.
Fishing requires patience, and Aaron gradually became addicted to this feeling.
"If I buy some tea, brew tea on the deck while fishing... it would be quite relaxing and comfortable..."
As he daydreamed, Aaron suddenly felt a darkness before his eyes.
Zzt zzt!
Chaotic noises came to his ears, like garbled whispers.
Then, a tall figure emerged in front of Aaron's eyes.
It wore a black cloak, from under which countless writhing things seemed to transform into haze and surge...
Although extremely blurry, the feeling of chaos and order coexisting, emitting a strange aura, allowed Aaron to directly confirm that it was his true self!
A moment later, all illusions and hallucinations disappeared, as if what Aaron had seen and heard before was only an illusion.
