"Hiek!! Wh-who said that?!"
Arcadius collapsed on the bed of grass and frantically glanced around, the red clouds above him only served to enhance his fear.
"FEAR ME NOT, MY CHILD..."
The voice boomed once again, causing his gaunt frame to shudder and he could tell that the voice came from above.
[The clouds... Are talking?]
[Wh-where am I?!]
[...Please save me, Berkah...]
Arcadius hugged his knees, his teeth chattering from the immense pressure from above.
"MY CHILD, YOU CAUSE ME PAIN..."
"YOU HAVE NO REASON TO FEAR ME."
The sweet but terrifying voice said, and a streak of red vapor descended, gently brushing against Arcadius's scalp.
"What..."
Arcadius was understandably confused, his young mind unable to comprehend what was going on.
"W-why are you calling me your child?"
