No Longer Here

Listening to the stories, Raze's mind naturally tried to piece everything together. The origin of it all, the mess of his being here—he knew all too well how powerful artifacts from other worlds could be.

For one, the book that had taught him his resurrection technique had brought him here, to this body, and to this world. He still didn't quite fit in like the others. What intrigued him, though, was the fact that there were those from Alterian who were here.

Raze still remembered vividly how, as soon as a dimension boss had been defeated, it only seemed like a short while before mages from Idore's guild appeared. He imagined they had to play a role in this somehow.

The strangest thing of all was that these stories spanned years, with deep histories intertwined.

"For one, as I expect all of you are thinking here as well, the Golden Globe could be used to open a portal back to their home," Amir explained. "This was one of the reasons Alter wanted it."