The surreal events Ashton had just experienced were enough to shake him to his core, leaving no room for sleep.
His heart felt heavy, overshadowed by swirling thoughts as he replayed everything in his mind.
Meeting that mysterious figure dressed in white, witnessing the unexplainable miracle—it was like stepping into a dream he couldn't wake up from.
"Judgment..."
He whispered the word to himself, the name still lingering in his thoughts. Was the card he chose really just a coincidence? It seemed too perfect. A class tied to justice and the title of Judgment?
It felt unreal.
Unable to shake the unease, Ashton moved to his desk. He picked up a small vial of holy water, a symbol of protection in his faith. With steady hands, he sprinkled it over himself, feeling the cool droplets run down his skin.
Then, he reached for a brooch adorned with the sacred symbol of Goddess Rebecca. Placing it in his palm, he poured a small amount of his mana into it.
