If she wished, Hathaway could effortlessly ascend to become a demigod, a false god, or even step to the pinnacle of fabled creatures, vying for the Throne of Heaven in this new era.
Yet, she abandoned all these opportunities, plunging into the depths of the Astral Realm to chase that elusive phantom.
To outsiders, her actions might seem no different from those of a madwoman... like a mother refusing to face reality after losing her child, deeming a rag doll as her own child, merely indulging in her own delusions, unwilling to awaken.
But, some things are just this way.
Just like the "Court Watcher" who can never forget his duty to guard the Giant Court, or Tu Shan, the fox demon, who regards unwavering loyalty to love as supreme.
Even after five hundred years, Hathaway cannot forget the time spent with Shiayar in that drifting cottage.
Cannot forget those wonderful people and events.
Call it madness, being consumed by obsession, or being governed by emotion over reason.
