Rise glared at the light; he did not shift his gaze until he was almost blind. He only blinked his eyes before continuing to stare at it.
What did he want to accomplish by doing this? There was nothing really; Rise was just pissed. After a while, when his eyes were truly strained did he sigh and closed his eyes for a moment.
With tears streaming around the rims of his eyes, Rise opened his eyes again. He puffed out a breath and finally decided to approach that light.
"So, what is it this time?" Rise asked out loud; he did not care if there was no one in that black space beside him.
For him, he already treated this book as an entity. Whoever created this was a high-level existence, anyway. This did not mean he was trusting the one behind all of this.
