The weight of it struck him cold. His rebirth had given him certainty, had armed him with knowledge of events like this, but now the certainty was slipping away.
The demons… the interference…
Everything was beginning to shift.
And Riley's expression darkened into something grave and merciless as the thought sank deeper into his chest.
In his past life, the Forgotten Depths had never collapsed. It had remained standing like an immovable mountain, a trial that shaped countless fates and gave birth to some of the strongest early players. But here… in this life… it had fallen apart before his eyes.
The reality of it sank into him like a blade twisting inside his chest.
There was no winner now. Not him. Not Terry. Not anyone.
That fact alone dug into Riley more than he would ever admit. His teeth clenched as he forced the bitterness down, though the anger swelled with each passing second.
