As Romon surveyed his surroundings, changes continued all around him. Space seemed to twist, and even the massive stones paving the floor trembled.
Romon could not actually get out. Someone had sealed the exit leading outside. He had tried, but it would not open, and he had found no mechanisms elsewhere that might provide another way out.
Now he had only two choices: find the source of these changes, or leave his fate to chance.
Even with his calm disposition, Romon could not help feeling a little oppressed by these changes.
When the disturbance grew strong enough for him to sense it directly, Romon finally understood what the tremors meant!
Some sort of magical restriction had been activated.
A powerful force, seemingly capable of exerting boundless pressure, began to gather...
People feared the unknown, and Romon was no exception. He had initially been fearless, but when he could no longer make sense of what was happening, the fear buried in the human heart began to surface.
Such powerful destructive energy? An evil, dark power... what's going on? It feels somewhat like that Divine Vampire's power. Or do they simply share the same source? Romon struggled to think, but the memories he had just absorbed were a tangled mess. He could barely find any useful information.
"Hahahaha!" Just as shock and anger filled Romon's face, a burst of crazed laughter suddenly came from ahead.
"Who are you?" Romon saw a man-a man covered in blood-stagger out of a corner.
Blood covered his body, face, and hands, yet he continued laughing madly.
He stared straight at Romon with eyes full of resentment. The hatred in them made even Romon frown.
"Haha! It's over. It's all over," the man said with a bitter laugh. "You won't be an exception, either. Everyone in these