When Caine's vision cleared, he found himself in an endless expanse of white fog, standing on floors of smooth white stone.
Above him, a colossal sun hung high in the sky, its brilliant rays seeping through the dense fog, casting ethereal beams of light that created a divine and unforgettable scene. The air shimmered with a surreal tranquility, an illusion of peace that felt almost mocking.
But Caine's gaze didn't linger on this spectacle. His necklace, Emerald Embrace, flared with light, and in an instant, tight-fitting white armor enveloped his frame, its surface shimmering with protective runes.
In his hand, End's Oath materialized, the weapon radiating terrifying waves of power.
Caine's gaze was calm, yet behind that calmness lay a seriousness he had never shown before—a readiness to face the impossible.
