Bona reached out, feeling the power called the "First Pen."
Perception of Delusion, analysis, Understanding...
He wielded this unfamiliar power, combining it with Magladroth's "Creation," and transformed a distant spacecraft into an Emperor-class Battleship in the blink of an eye.
From the outside, that enormous heap of space junk rapidly fell apart like loose sand, then reassembled itself. But during those fewer than ten seconds, Bona had deliberately accelerated his own time.
"It still feels so unfamiliar..."
Anyone else might have been ecstatic to acquire such an ability, but Bona's brow remained tightly furrowed.
If this was all he could do, he could not even defeat the Blood God, let alone the Dark King.
Yet despite his many worries, Bona had already arrived at the next Sanctuary.
The Sixth Ring of Excess.
It was as clamorous as ever. Endless revelry and howls resounded throughout the palace, where the devotees of desire surrendered their minds to their bodies' most primal, bestial urges.
Having mastered "Perception of Delusion," Bona saw through everything at a glance. Beneath the revelrous feast lay heaps of bones.
Those who entered the Sixth Ring of Excess would fall into the abyss amid endless desire, turning their souls into fuel that kept the palace running, until they finally became food for others.
He no longer knew how he had made his way through this palace the last time he came here. Those events had long since become ancient memories.
"Hehehe. Back then, you were like a lunatic, your head filled with empty notions like 'saving humanity.'"
In the blink of an eye, Bona was drawn into the palace, where a languid figure reclining on a sofa greeted his eyes.
Even after everything he had experienced, Bona had to admit that She Who Thirsts was the most beautiful being