More and more, he felt as though he was walking along a path set for him–the thought of which filled him with an anxiety similar to the gaze of Primordials. As he looked up towards the hole in the ivory ceiling, he placed it together.
'Those two who attacked me before…They said they were a part of the Children of Chaos. More than that, I wasn't sent here for no reason, was I?...There is nothing random about it. Was I supposed to find this? Is there something in Ennage they are hoping I encounter?' He considered.
It went without saying that the last thing he wanted to do was appease the goals of the dreadful duo that had assaulted his home. This theory of his unwanted transport to Ennage loomed over him as he explored the interior of the nebulous skull.
There was undoubtedly something dreadful about the domain within the old, colossal skull; the weird markings that were unintelligible to him as he passed by pillars of weathered stone, and the skeletons that laid in death.
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