"Though he had encountered an unfamiliar and powerful traveler, the Moonlight Traveler finally made her recognize him as a friend from her past through his cat-like voice. 'Oh, isn't this Miss Marquez?' the traveler said. 'Oh, it's you. Long time no see!' the witch said. They embraced tightly, pouring out their longing and affection for one another. Not even the blizzard and bitter cold could stop their passion at this moment."
It was clearly just an ordinary hug, yet the god made it sound as though something truly extraordinary had happened.
"Shade, Shade Hamilton!"
Shade immediately made up for the regret of not having told her his name last time. The witch let go of him, though she still held his hand.
She raised her head to look into Shade's eyes:
"Shade, where are you now? Why do I feel that neither you nor your cat are truly here?"
Chloe interlaced the fingers of her right hand with Shade's, while her left hand stroked his face. He was clearly right before her, and his touch was incomparably real, yet Chloe distinctly felt as though he were thousands of miles away:
"You're right in front of me, yet this distance feels so vast. Where are you?"
She was a Demigod Witch, the most powerful mortal in the Material World. Even if she could not fully see through the story of the God of Journey, she could at least sense that something was wrong.
Thus, the traveler seated with his back to the campfire continued his tale with a smile:
"The witch asked her old friend why he had suddenly appeared here. Meanwhile, the traveler under the moon considered whether he should tell the young lady before him about their shared journey. If he told her, then the witch—Chloe Marquez—would join the