The Almighty Sword

Desire opened his eyes as he felt his consciousness return.

However, Desire was still feeling tired even though he just woke up.

His sleep...was just that good, as he fell asleep even though Jarina was sucking out his mana.

"Hmm." Desire hummed as he looked at the ceiling.

This was the third time that Desire was waking up in this room, and it was still dark.

It was just weird, but Desire guessed that no light could enter this room.

Desire then looked at the side where he could feel some weight weighing him down.

And when he did, there was only one thing that he could think of.

'Mountain...?' 

Mountain. It was not only one, but two of them! It was a mountain that Desire hasn't seen before.

And that mountain was the one that was weighing down on Desire.

The mountain was touching his shoulders and his head, as Desire was a child.