Seal and Intuition

'Who am I…'

'Where am I…'

Monar slowly opened his eyes in the darkness. Inside the darkness, he saw the outline of a giant hand pressing against him, holding him down in place.

Monar frowned. His first response was to stretch his hand outward and gently graze it against the face of the figure in front of him!

What happened next turned out to be even more perplexing. The moment he reached out to touch the figure, it turned into a blinding warp of light. What seemed like a whirlpool formed out of nowhere in the air had pulled the figure into it.

Within seconds, that figure had completely vanished from Monar's sight.

Monar made himself get up from the stained old metal bed. At this moment, he could feel countless thoughts swirling inside his mind to a point where it suffocated him to think.

After what seemed like forever, Monar seemed to have finally recalled something.