The truth… the truth behind everything.
The answer to countless questions left unresolved, and to a mystery that had lingered for far too long.
Frey felt his heart pound violently in his chest, his tension reaching its peak as he stood on the edge of revelation.
What had Nameless discovered in that distant past?
What kind of madness had he witnessed—what had he heard—that forced even a creature devoid of emotion like him to reject it… to erase the memory entirely and cast it away?
At the height of his journey, Nameless had followed the traces left behind ... deliberately placed by an unknown entity, a presence he could not identify, nor find any clue to its origin.
Yet through those ancient remnants, he reached a place no one had ever set foot in before… and confronted the hidden truth.
Frey's face hardened, and the same tension reflected upon the current Nameless.
