Sezel dropped back, startled.
'*I didn't had 100 soul shards yet, i can't make it a puppet.*' He thought confused. But the golden screen, the strange notification, contained something far more vicious, far more confusing, than a simple puppet creation.
As Sezel read the golden text, his eyes widened with every next word, his mind swirling into a state of pure chaos.
_What the hell is this?_
[Do you Wish to absorb the Fable - The Unmoving King?]
'*Absorb a fable?*' he thought, bewildered, his mind struggling to process the impossible audacity of the statement. '*What the fuck is happening?*'
This was more complicated and incomprehensible than he had ever thought. At this point, he couldn't even tell if the body in front of him, the skeletal form that had been the source of all their suffering, was a beast or a human.
The Spirit Realm's system treated him as both, a strange, paradoxical hybrid.
