Haughty Figures, Indifference Towards All

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"Hmm? Kayn, what happened?" Apollo answered, exiting his stupor. Truthfully, he was still stuck in a rut over what he just saw. Just a glimpse of that magnificent cross between a palace, mausoleum, and coliseum left him in awe.

"I'm just here to remind you to register with haste! For some reason, the desk is closing early this year. Don't miss your chance," Kayn urged, pointing at the base of the tower. Located on the surface, the desks which initially numbered less than 10 multiplied to over 20 of them; each stationed by people of both varying ages and statuses.

However, upon closer examination, Apollo noticed Sapphyr was nowhere to be seen, 'I thought she was an Administrator, shouldn't she take part in the registration process? Nevertheless, this isn't my matter, I need to claim a spot,' Apollo thought but didn't dwell on the matter for longer than a moment.