Nothing, no explanation….
Isiah had a reflex to look above him whenever he felt down, he always looked at Emperium when he was in the old globe, and here there was only darkness above him.
It is not like he liked the view, Isiah never liked something hovering above him yet he liked to remind himself of what were his goals.
Isiah read that note a few times more, then closed his eyes, that writing style was not for someone angry or in pain or even hesitant person.
The person who wrote that note was so calm when he did that, but the matters he was discussing didn't seem like good things anyways.
"Everything is a lie," Isiah said as the words kept on being repeated inside his mind.
