Chapter 113

'Neither cold nor hot, just emptiness. Total darkness feels strange too. I was under a tree on the training field, but… now it feels as though my hands are bound by something… chains, perhaps?'

Straining at his wrists, Hye heard something clanking in his ears—a heavy, grinding sound that stretched on and on. Whatever it was, it clearly wasn’t a small or short object.

'Yes, they do seem like chains. And they look way too sturdy to break by brute force alone…'

Closing his eyes, he tried to connect to his mana. It didn’t work. Nothing—nowhere. Mana was everywhere and nowhere, common to all. He could sense it, even see it, but not inside him; even with his eyes shut, it hovered before him in every corner.

'So this is some mental space…? No, I can’t hear Samael, so maybe it’s something else… something deeper inside me. My body won’t move, as if I’m shackled and… constantly restrained.'

Looking around, his vision cleared and widened.

'What he couldn’t find… my soul.'