Let's go back a bit. The time when Remira entered Maxim's room and found him sitting on his bed, breathing heavily but still widely awake.
Turning his head toward her, he showed her to the chair. "Please sit." He said. Wishing to talk to Remira on the same level.
"Is your health good?" She asked, sitting on the chair. Though this question felt redundant because there was no way the man in front of her was healthy.
"Considering what I experienced, I can say I am pretty lucky."
This was the second time he witnessed the true form of a deity-level figure, which few people are ever able to survive. And even among those that might survive, they go mad. "Now tell me, what happened and how it all happened?" He asked, his voice a bit blurry and strained, showing the fatigue his mind and body have gone through.
