"————"
Consciousness is gradually sinking, also gradually drifting away, tirelessly slipping towards an extremely distant place, as if embarking on a journey seeking the end of time.
Shane listens to the pulsation from within his body, feeling that it is filled with an astonishing power, enchanting him completely.
The power is so unfamiliar, yet so familiar, as though it came from elsewhere, but has resided within his body for a long time, previously undiscovered, now gradually awakening.
Under the pull of this power, Shane's consciousness sinks, suddenly witnessing a scene.
It is a story unfolding in a boundless sea of flowers.
...
A girl and a goddess are confronting each other.
"Why!"
The girl cried out, seemingly quite dissatisfied.
Upon closer inspection, the girl is holding a golden, gleaming sword, although her aura is weak, the holy wave emitted by the sword is surprisingly powerful.
Shane even feels that the power of that sword is no less than his own Holy Sword.
