"No, no! That cannot be possible, my lord. This is impossible! How can such a thing be true?! Ten thousand years…" One of the men exclaimed in fear. "That's nearly a half more than the expected time!?"
"What do you mean? Are you saying that Lord Asahi's return is breaking and going against the prophecy?" Another asked, confused.
"That can't be right! Alaunus' prophecies are never to be broken!"
As people frantically exchanged their complaints and confusions about the prophecy and their lord's return, Asahi stepped back and looked furthermore into the glowing inscription. All of the letters were carved in comprehensible shapes and forms, unable to be deciphered by even the god himself. He squinted and sighed.
"Telos…" He mumbled underneath his tongue. "When will you give an explanation to all of this?"
And yet, not a response was made in his mind. Asahi was left alone to deal with his followers.
