Smool the Kin Destroyer's POV:
With a small smile as I felt my soul parting piece by piece, I nodded as I pushed my hardest to keep a serene expression. "Remember, I'm still out there, in some other realm or place. Sooner or later, we'll find each other again."
I could see Nord's expression full of grief and guilt, the faces of Cleare, Izzy, Evie, Rivera, Alaric, Maya, and Bash were the last thing I remembered before everything became dark.
And then…
I was asleep.
Away from the system.
Constantly shifting forms as I hovered in the dark-blue space.
"Am I man?"
"Am I woman?"
"Am I an animal?"
"Am I an insect?"
"What am I?"
"…"
My thoughts, or rather dreams that flashed in my sleeping consciousness resounded out loud.
"A player."
A voice.
A soft and kind voice.
"You, Smool, are a player of the System."
Ah… yes. I remember now. I am a player.
A game player.
Woohoo! Smool pov is finally here!
Well, fun fact, the grave Smool stumbled to, was Zalthor's grave whom Nord buried. If you realized this fact before reaching the author message, congo, you're very attentive. I hope you also realized that its disappearance was already planned beforehand to connect with this event.
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