Ryan opened his eyes.
'Am I finally back?' He whispered to himself.
'I would have preferred to read his back story rather than experience it myself.'
He lamented. The shockwaves of residual pain coursed through his head as he felt it was near impossible to ignore the sensation of close-at-hand death.
He was now truly back in the restricted area, standing in front of the demon god, in the middle of its armored head, turning his body around into that of a ghost, with his ability 'Ghostly state' as it rendered his body immune to physical attacks, but it also prevented him from launching any direct physical contact.
However, against this person who had the power to cause friction between mana and radiation with no consequence whatsoever, Ryan knew that maintaining this state for the longest time would result in his soul getting swallowed instead.
