Azar World of Magi...
The world had changed.
Void's gaze swept across it, and even he felt unsettled.
The last time he checked on it, it had still been bright and alive like a real world.
Now, the entire giant planet was filled with a heavy, oppressive atmosphere.
Wherever he looked, he could see screaming souls and ghostly figures rising from the ground to devour the living.
All of it pointed toward one thing.
Something horrible had happened.
As for what?
Void could see large numbers of beasts that devoured mana roaming this world.
Because of them, breaking through as a Magi had become more than ten times harder, creating a severe shortage of powerful Magi.
And with the peak no longer being supported, it eventually collapsed.
All of this had happened in just ten years.
In those ten years, everyone had grown.
Azar had.
In the end, he lost his slave to the mouths of the mana-devouring beasts.
Some of the friends he made along the way had also been lost to them.
