Legacy Tomb [3]

Damien sighed once again. He always figured there was something special about his father. There was no way a man with such a temperament could have been born into a mana-less society like earth. Yet, he had no clue where to get the answers.

'Well, that comes later.'

"I'm glad I got to see this version of the past, but it couldn't be further from the truth. If you want to force me to stay and break my will, it's impossible with just this much." Damien spoke to nobody in particular.

Yet the world still reacted to his words. The comfy house he lived in as a child, the streets outside, and even his father that was smiling at him sadly started to disappear into flecks of light.

"I pray you never falter in your journey." With his last words said, his father entirely disappeared. Damien was now alone in a world of white.

Something akin to a projector screen appeared before him, showing his true past.