In the dead of night, the Blood Moon outside still shone brightly. The eerie red moonlight spilled onto the ground, making everything feel restless and uneasy.
What should have been an incredibly quiet night was instead filled with various unsettling sounds that left one feeling agitated.
Ed stood by the window, gazing at the red moon outside, his brow furrowed.
His mind was far from calm. Everything was happening too quickly for him—whether it was the increase in his power, the revelations about gods, the Evil God, or the mission to save the world—it was all too overwhelming to fully grasp.
Taking a deep breath, he slowly exhaled, his gaze lowering to his clenched right hand. An indescribable power stirred within him.