Alex found himself in a strange place.
It felt no different than a spiritual sea, but without the dark clouds or the water underneath. Instead, he hovered in a perpetual space of white.
Out of the corner of his eye, he could see the figure in white robes. He turned, focusing on the figure with black hair. He had seen this figure many times now, whether it was in the lower realm or once he had arrived here.
He didn't know when it had started; most likely when he had gone to the other realm where he had lost his memories. He didn't know what it meant either.
The figure, who he had more or less confirmed to be none other than the Sun God, finally turned toward him. And yet, he couldn't see the man.
The Sun God's face was one that did not register to him. It was like he was in a dream, trying to focus on something specific that kept changing the more he looked at it.
When he caught the sharp nose, the eyes became smaller. When he saw the smaller eyes, the cheeks swelled a little.
