It was still that same Zero-Level Sacred Relic, the Pharos Lighthouse, silently standing in the sea of the collective subconscious of humanity.
And it was still Miss Delia, clad in a grey cloak with a head of platinum blonde hair, who was responsible for guiding the way.
But Byron's mood upon his second visit here had completely changed.
His lips curled into a smile, his steps light; he was totally unconcerned about the upcoming "final battle."
He was preoccupied with checking the information about the Dream Pet Snail in the Sailing Logbook of his right eye.
To the grand goal in his heart, everything else was illusory; only the power firmly grasped in hand was real.
He had thought that having many tentacles was already the Snail's greatest feature, but after reading about its transcendent abilities, he discovered there were additional pleasant surprises.
One, "Vortex Transmission":
