Chapter 91 Brother Blood
Among the kaleidoscope of images, one stood out—an ominous silhouette cloaked in darkness, a figure that seemed to command the shifting tapestry of the visions. It radiated an unsettling energy, and a sense of foreboding washed over Ego.
Just as abruptly as it began, the sensory overload came to a sudden halt. His hand instinctively withdrew from the bowl, and with a gasp, Ego snapped back to reality. The room sharpened into focus, the figures before him waiting expectantly, their faces veiled.
Ego blinked rapidly, trying to process what he had witnessed. His heart raced, and a bead of sweat trickled down his temple. He struggled to find the right words, the images still fresh in his mind, though their meaning eluded him.
"I saw... I don't know what I saw," Ego stammered, his voice trembling slightly. "Visions, fragments... it was all a blur, a puzzle without a solution."