She felt like walking through memories of strangers.
Infinite.
Endless.
Exhausting.
By the time she found herself again in familiar surroundings, she had no strength to even care what was happening. It will end sooner or later.
Her efforts had all been in vain.
There was no point in being bothered anymore.
The illusion this time was a fragment of her dreams. Aesther stood facing the large cave of oracles, much larger than what she had seen in real life or in those blurry dreams.
It was still barred with the slender stone pillars, but this time, the sealing talisman was no longer a mere piece of paper. The characters were etched over a small tablet of white stone.
She lifted her eyes upward and saw large serpentine scarlet eyes staring back at her.
"Demon?" Aesther murmured in a tired voice.
There was a low vicious growl.
〔 You will call me the revered dragon emperor! 〕
