In this ethereal realm, manipulated by Bliss, time flowed in paradoxical currents. Only a few seconds had passed since Bliss began to 'Treat' the adventurer party. The adventurer party had journeyed through lifetimes of suffering and nightmares, experiencing the ebb and flow of existing in a purgatory of fear reliving the same fears over and over.
Although to them many years or even decades had passed in reality only a moment had gone by, much like a dream where one could live many lifetimes in only a few seconds would be stolen in the real world.
Bliss, ever the sinister puppeteer, had been poised to transition his manipulative focus to another member of the party when an abrupt eruption of mana, searing heat, and murderous intent swept over him. The formidable presence of the guildmaster, Roku, crashed upon him like a tidal wave, violently shaking his concentration
