A black silhouette wavered before them.
"It's me—Fan."
Messiah looked up, relief flooding his face.
"I—I'm alive!"
He grabbed Fan's shoulders, laughing breathlessly.
Maria tugged on Messiah's sleeve.
She recognized him.Fan Roppen—his friend.
Before any introductions could be made, a thunderous roar cut through the air.
"Hey, idiots. You'll die if you stay here."
The voice was lazy. Almost bored.
"Irato…"
Messiah let out a long breath.
Even in the midst of danger, familiar faces had gathered.
And so—
the myth quietly began to move.
Continued inENDLESS MYTHEpisode 1–3