White-robed priest.
After that, Theus had only communicated with his companions and had never used this body again. Even when he looked toward the Golden Throne, it was empty, as though something had vanished from the middle.
And... why had all his companions disappeared?
With their help, they should have been able to win the final battle against the gods.
Theus recalled how confident his avatars had looked when they made their final descent, and his heart suddenly trembled.
Could it be... they had still lost in the end?
No, all the gods had already fallen. Was it a narrow victory? A tragic victory with only himself left?
Theus pressed his lips together, finding it hard to believe.
Were the gods truly that powerful?
"Forget it. I should go to the South Continent and see what's going on first."
Theus's vision gradually darkened.
South Continent.
When he opened his eyes, Theus froze.
Before him stood an unfamiliar young girl. She wore a golden robe that trailed across the floor, a golden crown atop her head, and her black hair was so long that it spread all the way across the ground.
She did not look very mobile.
She stood before Theus, her golden eyes fixed tightly on him.
"Uh, hello?"
The girl's eyes lit up, and she abruptly rose to her feet. "You're awake!"
"Yes... who are you?"
Theus anxiously looked around. His body should have been under strict protection, so why had he opened his eyes to find a stranger?
Yet when he looked around, he froze for a moment. He knew this place well—it was the Temple of the Sons of Insomnia. Before him was Angelita's golden arm.
Theus blinked and looked at the girl in the golden robe.
"You... aren't Angelita, are you?"
The girl nodded furiously.