I sat cross-legged in the center of the small chamber, the Inscriptions on the walls glowing faintly around me like a constellation of frozen light. The irony was not lost on me that a Sovereign of Darkness had built what can be seen as a temple of light in the heart of his own prison.
The more I saw and understood about life, I began to appreciate the duality of nature, but I was not here to read Seed's words; I was here to write my own.
I looked at my Titles, Heaven Beast Tamer and Demon Slayer, and I quietly switched out Demon Slayer for Lightning Arcanist, and I immediately sensed the effect.
At this point, my soul could feel the nature of my Titles more closely, and with Demon Slayer equipped, I could faintly sense the distant Earth Gates, and I could almost taste the stench of the Soul Flayer and other demonic presence in this place that I was not going to be investigating at this point.
