Once again, Dirga arrived in the Dusk Forest.
The scent of wet leaves, the hush of distant rustling—familiar now. Yet different.
He stood taller.
The bond with Silvael pulsed like a second heartbeat within him.
But a question dug into his mind.
How did the guild even know about this quest?
That garden—the Spirit Realm—it wasn't part of this world.
And Silvael, that telekinetic tiger, wasn't some local beast. So how did they list a quest tied to a place like that?
His eyes narrowed as he walked.
No mention in the database. No intel about the creature.
No warning about a Spirit Lord's domain. Just vague reports of a "Mind Beast" and a rumored "fruit that enhances clarity."
But there was no mind beast here.
Not anymore.
Dirga scanned the grove where the map had led him.
And there it was—a golden fruit nestled under a twisted root, glowing faintly like a tiny sun.
"…So this is the version they expected me to find."
