In a secret room known to only few, three figures were gathered, their eyes intently fixed on a mirror that was facing them, placed upright on a table.
"Why has there not been a link yet?" the King frowned, his fingers rapidly tapping the table in front of them.
"I-I don't know..." An old man had his arms stretched, his hands slightly shivering as a light shone from them—a flickering white light that extended toward the mirror.
After a quiet moment of intense exchange between the old man and the mirror, his eyes finally brightening, sensing an entity nearby.
"Wait! A link has been established!" the old man shouted in relief, his hands no longer shivering and the white light stabilizing.
The mirror in front of them then lit up, colors slowly emerging through it. Deep colors of blue, along a lone angelic-looking man, seemingly floating carelessly through what seemed to be the ocean.
