"Who are you?"
The broken world has no sun, moon, or stars, but remnants of day and night rules linger.
After all, Hemenu World's deities are not numerous, and the division of power isn't too complicated.
Reflecting in reality, although most of the main deities of the world have fallen, one can still see changes in heavenly light within these fragments, distinguishing day from night.
On this day, after completing his prayers, Rudas fell into a deep sleep.
Half dreaming, half awake, he vaguely remembered following a person emitting golden light.
They crossed a long stretch of dark land and arrived at an unfamiliar realm.
Here, there were sun, moon, and stars, ocean and earth, and many never-before-seen beings.
"Who are you?"
Asked again, indistinguishable between illusion and reality, Rudas's consciousness seemed slightly blurred.
In front of him, that golden light
"Who are you?"
The broken world has no sun, moon, or stars, but remnants of day and night rules linger.
