Swear to Yourself

“Wake up…”

“.............”

“You can't die worthlessly like this…”

“.............”

“The fate you are bearing is too great for you to die here.”

“............”

"My son. The son of the king, you are the bearer of the heavenly destiny..."

“!!!!!!!!”

Leng San heard a sound that seemed like coming from next to his ear, but it was as soft as if it sounded through a heavenly wall. The sound woke the boy up.

He found that the place that he was in was a white emptiness as far as the eye could see. Although it was all white, the place felt as if it was too cramped for him to move in any direction.

There was a strange feeling of conflict as if random two things were fighting within that conflict.

“Ah… so painful. What is this pain? What is this endless suffering?!

Or am I dead? Freya... where are you?

Who's Freya? And who am I?

Who am I?!

Aaah!!”