Ochi stared at the woman before him, her words sinking in.
"A key?" he repeated, his voice steady.
The woman nodded. "The Eternal Saint is more than just an immortal warrior. He holds knowledge—knowledge that could shatter the balance of this world." She studied Ochi, her gaze piercing. "And if you truly wish to reclaim what you've lost, you'll need that knowledge."
Ochi's jaw clenched. His family. The only thing that still mattered in his endless existence. He had spent a thousand years chasing rumors, false leads, broken promises. And now, standing before him, was the first real path forward.
The System pulsed.
[Quest Updated: Unravel the Saint's Secret]
Objective: Find the origin of the Eternal Saint's power.
Reward: Skill Upgrade – Death Cycle (Stage II).
Ochi exhaled. "Tell me what you know."
The woman folded her arms. "His power—his immortality—is not his own. It was given to him."
Ochi's eyes darkened. "By who?"
The woman hesitated before answering. "The Dominion calls them gods."
Ochi scoffed. "I've killed so-called gods before."
A ghost of a smile flickered across the woman's lips. "Then you know better than most that power does not come freely." She took a step closer. "What you seek—your family—it may not be gone. But if the Saint has answers, it means the same force that granted him his power might be the same one that took them from you."
Ochi's breath stilled.
A storm of memories flashed through his mind. The night everything was stolen from him. The laughter of his children, silenced. The warmth of his wife, gone. And the one thing that had haunted him for centuries—the presence he had felt in those final moments.
Something greater. Something watching.
"The same force that took them from me…"
Ochi's fingers twitched. He had always believed it was fate, or simply cruelty, that had cursed him with this endless existence. But if there was more to it—if someone, something, had taken them from him—then that meant he could take them back.
His heartbeat steadied.
For the first time in centuries, his purpose felt clearer than ever.
"How do I find him again?" Ochi asked.
The woman smirked. "You don't." She turned, glancing at the ruins. "The Eternal Saint will come to you."
Ochi frowned. "And why is that?"
"Because," she said, "you're not the only one looking for answers."
A cold wind swept through the temple ruins, carrying the weight of something inevitable.
Ochi closed his eyes for a brief moment, then reopened them. His resolve was set.
The next time he faced the Saint, he would not lose.
Because this time, he wasn't just fighting for revenge.
He was fighting to take back everything that had been stolen from him.