章節 466: The Creator

He sat criss-cross-applesauce on the palm of the cold, stone-like hand, continuing to wave to the velren until they grew distant. 

As the enigmatic hand raised vertically into the air, perfectly without imbalance, he looked down briefly as the jungle quickly became a distant sight–soon, below him was the abyssal fog that filled the sky. 

Looking up, he saw his destination–an otherworldly castle, surrounded by stagnant, similar hands that wrapped around its somber setting. 

It was unlike any normal structure he had laid his eyes on; formed of uneven, cube-like blocks that formed a somewhat cohesive building. 

"That's the finish line, huh…?" He muttered to himself. 

He slowly brought himself back to his feet as his unorthodox method of transportation neared a hexagonal, stone bridge that was cut off from any connecting land mass amidst the lonely air.