Chapter 250

If nihilism was correct and no actions had meaning, then Nia Fae seriously wondered why the woman currently holding her hand was even making the effort.

The streets they were hasting through were well-kept and of wondrous design. Above them, islands floated, tethered to a giant obelisk with chains of mana. All of the people that build those structures must have thought they were working for something meaningful as well.

Nia wouldn't be allowed anywhere near those chains. Not because she would destroy them, but because she could. Trust was the usual issue she encountered. People usually wanted her far away from everything they cared about. The ones that could see her that was. Which was just about everyone in this city. Actually, it was everyone. The normal people couldn't see her.

To be more exact, their minds chose not to.