"It's over..."
As everything around her gradually turned into mist and dissipated, Maria raised her head, gazing at the world before her. She had been trapped in this nightmare for an untold amount of time, but now, everything had ended.
"Outsider, who exactly are you?"
Maria looked towards Fang Zheng, her suspicion was clear — the identity of this foreigner was no simple matter. Even the Healing Church, with all its resources, could not completely understand the origins of the Ancient Gods, yet this outsider seemed to know everything here, including the true identities of those Ancient Gods.
"I am a Watcher of the Abyss, from Farron's Undead Squad."
Fang Zheng sheathed his Greatsword, gazing around. The one with the big chin had disappeared at some point, perhaps he was just a hunter's phantom within this dream.
"To tell the truth, I'd like to know what exactly happened to this world, why it became like this?"
"Allow me to answer that question, Lord of Ash."
