A thick, white mist surrounded Irving.
At this moment, Irving had his eyes tightly closed, his lips quivering slightly. He seemed to be trapped in an unimaginable nightmare.
Suddenly, Irving's eyes flew open.
The surrounding white mist left Irving feeling utterly confused.
"What is this place? Why am I here? Wasn't I supposed to be at the Angel Guild headquarters, fighting Sophia?"
A series of questions flooded Irving's mind.
He clearly remembered being in a final battle against Sophia. He had felt his body and spirit being eroded by the power of the Blood Moon. At the same time, he knew that his companions had begun to help him activate the spell to seal Sophia.
"Did my plan succeed? Or has it failed? Did Sophia manage to kill me?! If that's the case, am I now in the realm of the Forgotten?"
Irving slowly stood up.
He decided to explore his surroundings.
