The Moonstone fell from the Moon Enchanter's chest to Alastor's hands. Its eyes were now more alive as it looked at him calmly.
[You have achieved what you came here from. I have no more reasons to keep you in this place, however,]
Sitting down and clasping its hands together, the Moon Enchanter.
[This world is quite troublesome and unwavering. At some times, you may have thought you were the one who was deciding what to do. But in reality, there is nothing like that. In this world, we all are nothing but puppets.]
Sparks started dancing against the human-like monster's skin, but the Moon Enchanter had stopped feeling pain from a long time ago.
The only thing that concerned it was death.
But the Moon Enchanter knew it was not going to die any time soon. Thus, it continued to speak.
[You and I both know something about this world. The countdown-]