Cass felt himself shiver as he opened his eyes and couldn't see anything. He hadn't noticed the temperature here before, but it was a little chilly and he rubbed his arms.
Then, a warm, soft breeze carrying the scent of cherry blossoms filled the room and Cass shivered for a different reason.
"Our brave warrior. You conquered your first dungeon! Tell us, what do you think?" Cass didn't need much experience to realise that he was speaking to the motherfucker who stole his emotions, promised him more magic, and was the 'manager' to the other 'gods'. He felt his fists clench, wanting to just shout and scream and cause a scene, but he also kind of knew that it wasn't going to get him anywhere.
Who else could the manager call? The owner?
