"It's the only building that our ancestors have preserved for centuries. Here, honorable ceremonies are held," said Ikoku, who stood at a grand platform. "You need a few adjustments to fit in here. Why not go with Ikoku? He can help; he's skilled at making people look beautiful," said Fayaur, who sat on a large golden chair, watching as Ikoku gestured for Niard to enter a nearby room.
"So, you're doing all this for that girl, I mean, your fiancée?" Ikoku said after a few minutes of silence. Niard had immersed himself in a spring with dark purple water. Since his system didn't give him any warnings about the spring's solution, he submerged himself without a care.
"To put it simply, I'll conquer this galaxy just to reveal the truth. I'm searching for my origins," Niard replied as he pushed his hair back. His breathing was steady, and his heartbeat was calm and rhythmic.
