The night in the Sylvan Kingdom was as beautiful as the day.
One might say the night was a little bit better as the clear sky made it much more appealing.
The world tree of the elves glowed gently in the background as its light illuminated the place.
Akamir stared at the world tree for a while as he remained lost in his own thoughts.
'…Quite a few things don't make sense in this world.'
Akamir thought as he let out a sigh.
Since he had arrived in this world, Akamir had seen a lot of things.
He had seen what was thought of as nothing but impossible in his previous world.
Though, he still remembered the five giants that covered the world.
'…Was that nothing but an illusion or is there something really out there?'
Oddly enough, Akamir couldn't help but think of the five main gods/goddesses in this world.
Are they the ones who stood outside the planet?
Akamir didn't know if it was true or not.
"My lord."
