Lloyd didn't know where the gaze originated, but he could feel that it was immeasurably distant, sublime, mysterious, and holy.
The gaze held no trace of hostility, no condescending arrogance, no prying, no scrutiny. It simply rested on Lloyd, quiet and faint.
Instead of making him nervous, it filled him with a sense of comfort, like basking in the gentle warmth of the sun. His whole body felt warm and pleasant.
Perhaps it truly was like a beam of light, bringing a sliver of brightness to this dim, dead world, making Lloyd feel less alone.
Under its watch, the ashen land beneath his feet began to teem with life once more. Within a radius of several hundred meters, green grass sprouted and grew; unidentifiable blue and white wildflowers bloomed and blossomed; and a unique, milky-white coral spread out, adorning the landscape.
