"I never expected I could stand before the 'Wall of Sighs' for the third time..."
Vishi's sigh was as ethereal as if it came from a distant past, yet unfortunately it was marred by the self-pride of "I never thought I could come back again," disrupting the weight of history.
Mages followed the flow of Death Souls to the Gate of Hell, paying homage to this eternal curtain that separates life from death. The closer they got, the more unpredictable the Gate of Hell appeared to them, at times like an ancient stone wall, at times like an elaborate palace wall, sometimes like primitive cave paintings, and sometimes like a modern steel fortress. It was as heavy as a crushing burden, yet as gentle as a mother's embrace.
