Max looked at Lisa lying on the ground asleep. There was a complicated look in his eyes.
"It's not possible, they should have vanished long ago…" Max mumbled with knitted brows.
But what about the thing in front of him. There was no other way for him to make sense of this.
When Max was in the 4th Trial, in the Trial of God, he had to lead the life of an Arthirix. Max didn't know which era it was, but it was definitely before the current Mage era.
The people in that era had similarly faced the demons, but the war had left them extinct as well. That was the only possible way for their disappearance. Max couldn't think of anything else.
In that era, one tale was very famous throughout the continent. The story of the Crystal Heart.
Everyone has heard the story of a hero in their childhood. But this wasn't one, instead it showed the story of a girl. One who was neither a savior nor a destroyer but a mere reflection. The reflection of the world.