Though it had been several years, Nox could still vividly remember this place. Over the years, the path leading to the mountain had changed slightly and grown larger, probably due to frequent travel by beasts and Awakened.
At first, Nox had been confused, doubting that he could be right. However, the closer he got, the more his doubts began to fade. By the time he arrived outside the mountain, all lingering uncertainty was erased.
Nox froze in his tracks and studied the entrance for a while. A complicated gleam flashed in his eyes. This place held many memories. It was here that he had nearly lost his life—and where his life had irrevocably changed.
"This reminds me, because of the heat of the moment, I'd forget to take the statue back then." Nox thought, his eyes flashing with determination. "But this time, I'll take it with me."
