The air around Midas was a bit heavy at that moment, yet he stood tall despite the uncertainty in his heart and the exhaustion in his body. In actual fact, the exhaustion was disappearing every moment that passed by. However it was still there at that moment, and that is all that mattered.
Midas was still standing in the darkness and his only companion was the unreadable and ephemeral Overseer, who had a different tone this time. She was a bit excited. She seemed to not t have understood Midas' condition. Or maybe she didn't care? Whatever it was, Midas thought it was interesting how the Overseer was someone she was and could do what she did.
`You've done well, brave Soul,` the Overseer spoke, her voice laced with a strange eagerness. `But now you have to face the last Test, the Test of the Door of Fate.`
