Emerging from the heart of the Forbidden Floors, the atmosphere felt markedly different. The oppressive shadows that had once clung to every wall seemed to lift, leaving an almost peaceful stillness in their place. Each step now echoed, a quiet testament to the silence left behind by the Forgotten. Kijin and Raijuu walked beside me, their movements steady, almost reverent, as if they too understood the weight of the memory we now carried.
"Chat," I said softly, my voice breaking the profound quiet, "it feels like a chapter just closed… but it's not the end. Their story is only beginning to be told."
The chat was alive with an outpouring of support and awe.
: You honored the Forgotten, Tsukasa. They'll never be forgotten again.
: I don't think any dungeon explorer has ever uncovered something this powerful.
: This isn't just about dungeons anymore. You're carrying a legacy.
