Vergil stood before an enormous pit, observing the countless souls disappearing into its depths.
The structure occupied an entire region of Samsara. Dozens of spiritual currents converged at its opening, carrying millions of luminous spheres that were swallowed by seemingly infinite darkness. Some souls had different colors, indicating specific spiritual characteristics, but most possessed the same white hue.
Vergil had been watching the process for several minutes. Every second, thousands of souls disappeared into the pit while others arrived to take their places.
"Qliphoth, have you managed to find the World Tree that governs this place yet?" he asked, watching a golden sphere disappear among the others.
Qliphoth was sitting on a small platform formed from her own roots. Since arriving in that region, she'd been examining the spiritual currents and trying to identify the origin of the formations responsible for guiding them.
