Chapter 394: The will of the world

Niko looked around wildly, seeking the source of the words. They couldn't have been just another voice in his head—they made too much sense for it.

He tried to wake up again and failed, again.

Then Niko stopped moving as the surrounding water turned to ice in an instant. Deathly chill seeped into his pores, his blood, his bones.

Niko couldn't even shiver. If he was awake, he'd be dead already. Instead, he could think somehow.

'What is this? What's going on?'

"It's been a long while since anyone could hear me," the voice repeated. "I must be the last one left. Instead, it's just you, humans. Coming here, plucking my flowers over and over…"

The voice, at first emotionless, turned seething. Niko couldn't feel his body, but he could feel fear.