"Kazaan..."
Barn's lips parted as he quietly spoke the name. His left hand, which had already settled down, trembled again, and the golden inscription flashed red.
"Prey..."
Barn spoke another name. The same thing happened, except this time the inscription glowed green.
Over the next few moments, Barn called out several more names-the names of the ghosts and gods that had escaped his body and wreaked havoc earlier.
With every tremor, he could feel the waves in his left hand growing stronger...
Slowly, Barn sank his consciousness into his Sea of Consciousness...
"You bastard! You dare come here again?"
An angry roar suddenly rang out through the endless darkness. It was Kazaan!
Kazaan's bloodstained armor and reddened blond hair came into Barn's view. At the same time, the other ghosts and gods slowly emerged from the darkness, saying nothing.
Prey, wearing an enormous hood and radiating green light...
Saya, trailing a long white dress and constantly giving off an icy chill...
Kalla, masked and armored, wreathed in shadows...
Rakshasa, wrapped in bandages with both hands shackled, exuding an eerie purple aura...
None of them spoke. They simply stared at Barn with eyes full of tangled emotions-confusion, anger, and, above all, resentment...
"Why shouldn't I come? This is my own consciousness."
Unlike his earlier bewilderment, Barn's tone was much calmer now.
"Damn you!"
As though he had heard something utterly infuriating, Kazaan swung the great axe in his hand straight at Barn!
But Barn acted as though he hadn't seen it. His expression remained unchanged as the axe blade loomed ever larger. At the last instant, just before its sharp edge struck his forehead, his lips parted and he uttered a single word.
"Begone."
He said it mildly, but his tone carried an irresistible command. A barrier covered in hexagons instantly