Consciousness was shrouded in darkness and chaos; he could see nothing, hear nothing.
Karl was about to sink back into slumber when he suddenly felt the familiar warmth of spirituality returning to him, accompanied by a man's soul and the spiritual imprint of a purple crucifix rune.
In the dark space, Karl was like a boundless, colossal star while the man's soul revolved around it like a tiny planet.
Lucius.
He couldn't help but sigh as he gazed at the bewildered soul of the man and made a promise to it.
"Sleep, in the comfort of a fleeting dream, quietly await the moment of awakening that is yet to come."
"One day, thou will awaken once more."
Lucius's perplexed soul fell into slumber, quietly awaiting the day of its revival.
Karl noticed as Lucius's spirituality was absorbed by his own soul, the second seal at its deepest core had become significantly loose, signifying that the time to fully unravel it was close at hand.
He quickly realized something momentous.
