He hasn't had the best life, in fact, some would argue that his life couldn't have been worse, but there's still hope, even for a nihilist. As when an expedition to colonize the moon quickly turns into a disaster, he is swallowed whole by an anomaly and spat out somewhere completely different. Here one can conjure flames with words and summon thunderclouds with a shout, but it's not all fantasia and ecstasy. The world seemed peaceful enough, but as he learns more and more. He realizes everything he sees is a facade, and what's truly underneath is a civilization built on blood and war. In fact, the whole world is in a state of war, fueling the coming of Ragnarök.
I wondered where they had moved all of the old count's treasures, and I'd found the location. They had relocated the large table that was in the center of the room, and in its place, they had put a large glass case. Inside the case, there was water, and as I continued looking at it, I'd find out to some degree why they did it.
All the treasures floated at different heights, a thin film of ice making shelves throughout the thing. As I observed the water, I could almost hear a heartbeat, as if it was alive. It was most likely a security feature on top of everything else they had put in place.