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Inside the door, there were no tables or chairs, no beds, not even walls or a floor...
As far as the eye could see, it was suddenly a vast, deep void. Distant points of light shone like stars, and there was no wind or sound; even time seemed to be frozen.
"Surprised?" Berfant's voice came through, and he appeared with a cup of coffee, offering it while letting out a heavy sigh.
"This place used to have things. If you had walked in back then, you would have gained all my power. Well... you would have become the Heir of Abyssal Will."
Berfant took a sip of his coffee and clicked his tongue. "But now it's no longer needed. Even Agu An's will has been rejected by you, and your current level of power should be no weaker than my peak or that of the stars. So these two wills are of no use to you now."
Garen took a gentle sip and discovered that the coffee contained a special power that flowed into him, solidifying his blood and strength. This was not about imposing power on Garen; rather, it was an enhancement using Berfant's—or rather, Abyss's—power, a rare form of sublimation.
"So this is the essence of the door?" Garen asked as he gazed into the void.
"Yes. The way of Abyssal Will starts from the void, so here you will see the truest scenes of emptiness... Hmm, this place itself is a passage to the void," Berfant nodded, somewhat nostalgic. "I've been here for a long time. It's a pity that even after Immortal City was swallowed by the void, no one still came in."
"Uh, sorry. You can indeed count as one, but you did not accept my will."
Garen did not respond. At this level, he could clearly see the differences between Agu An's and Abyss's wills. The latter, as Berfant said, started from the void and projected hope onto a larger scale to pursue it. The former focused directly on Eternity.
There was no right or wrong between the two wills; ultimately, they would lead to different outcomes.
The conclusion of Agu An's will was that in the end, only he was left in the world.
The conclusion of Abyssal Will was that in the end, only he remained in the world.
It was like the fate of the stars and Berfant—one would die in the realm of Eternity while the other endlessly explored this place.
Unfortunately, both methods failed.
From this perspective, Garen was like a third will; he neither stood apart nor accepted any particular will. This was also the reason Berfant directly allowed Garen to see the essence of the matter—there was no longer any question of who inherited what; in this regard, they were equal.
"However, I still maintain balance, ha ha, because you haven't accepted that star fellow either!" Berfant laughed heartily. In this lonely attic, finding someone to talk to was truly not easy.
He walked over to the corner of the attic and opened that "window."
In an instant, those distant realms became brighter, like shining stars... In these realms, some people were laughing heartily, some were crying in sorrow, some were lost in happiness, and others were despairing in helplessness. Of course, Eternity was also constantly radiating.
Essentially, this scene was quite beautiful. It wasn't just about the imagery; it was more about the heavy meaning behind it. In this dark and profound void, anyone who arrived would feel lonely and helpless—even Berfant was no exception.
Yet it was in this place that realms were born. People lived within them and gradually learned to love and be kind. They did not fear strong enemies and would extend a helping hand to the weak... In this desert-like void, they truly survived and thrived beautifully.
However, with Eternity's existence added into the mix, all of this would evoke a sense of sorrow.
Because all of it would eventually fade away.
At that moment, Garen noticed a place of extreme darkness deep within the void. No realms approached it; or rather, there were no life-filled realms nearby—only ruins and various remnants of destruction.
In this attic, Garen merely witnessed the void; he did not truly go there. Yet even so, he could still feel a heavy aura of Sin emanating from that place.
"This is the realm of Eternity?" Garen turned to look.
Berfant stroked his chin and shrugged. "Yes. Otherwise, did you really think it would be an actual kingdom? Well, different levels manifest in different ways; in any case, the realm of Eternity is right before you."
Garen nodded. He was very familiar with this aura of Sin; asking Berfant was merely to confirm his suspicions. Although there were no sounds or entities in this void, it was certain that this was indeed the realm of Eternity.
As Garen's gaze fell upon this place, he could even sense the various ugliness lurking deep within the human heart.
Greed, anger, jealousy, hatred, desire, Abomination...
In times of hardship, willingly succumbing to despair.
In times of suffering, willingly giving up the struggle.
Turning a blind eye to injustice.
...
All the negative and ugly aspects of human nature were laid bare here.
At that moment, Garen noticed a figure kneeling in the depths of this void. The figure had both hands raised high, as if bound by two invisible chains. His body was covered in blood, riddled with wounds, and a black mist enveloped him, constantly eroding his flesh...
This person was not unfamiliar to Garen; in fact, they had spoken just half an hour ago.
But what Garen did not expect was that during what seemed like a light-hearted conversation, Agu An was actually enduring such immense pain.
"If he hadn't come looking for you, perhaps he could have lived a little longer. But he entrusted his power to the shadows and expended most of it in traversing the void," Berfant remarked with a sigh. "He is truly on the brink of death."
Staying in this attic, Berfant could not communicate with anyone. Focusing too much on those who survived only added to his melancholy, so more often than not, he directed his gaze toward the stars.
Although he had only met the other person once and their conversation had not been very pleasant due to their differing intentions, after five years of watching from afar, the stars had become like an old friend to Berfant—sharing similar sufferings and a sense of helplessness.
Garen slowly withdrew his gaze and said, "It's about time."
"Are you really ready?" Berfant asked, blinking.
"I'm ready."
"To be honest, I wish you could stay a little longer. I haven't talked to anyone in a long time," Berfant sighed, and as the words fell, a door of light appeared in the center of the attic.
The white light seemed to become Unique's radiance, instantly brightening the attic.
Garen stepped forward, and Berfant's voice echoed in his ears.
"Don't you want to take one last look? I can switch the scene back to Godeas."
"And this might be your last chance to see this world."
Garen fell silent. When he was on the cliff, Agu An had asked him the same question. After all, the choice he made was bound to be exceptionally perilous; he had no time for anything else, but at least he could take another look at this world.
At that time, Garen had not answered.
Now, Garen suddenly smiled and said, "I still have a lifetime to see."
"Unwarranted confidence," Berfant raised an eyebrow.
Then he watched as Garen stepped into the light door.
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