In the vision.
He found himself lost in a bottomless abyss.
No sign of light and everywhere he passed by is plagued with this eerie silence that sent chills running down his spine.
Though he couldn't see anything.
No...he could then see something.
He saw a shade...the back of a figure.
And one of the eye of the figure. Eerie dark and abyssal.
"Isn't that Haezel?"
He questioned himself before he was thrown out of the vision.
He felt a cold chill run over him.
A kind of premonition.
He tried to deduce his fate. Yet it is obscure and blurry.
Even by making use of the Great Fortune Relic.
He wasn't able to divine anything.
And this happened three days ago...
And each day he kept trying...yet it was of no use.
He could only keep his thought to himself.
Since he didn't have enough proof nor evidence to show that someone is plotting against him.