"I've got no goal to begin with."
"That's truly pathetic of you."
"I know, which is why I'm making you my goal."
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Cruelty and treachery are the only ways to advance in this world. With the alluring promise of getting everything once you su...
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CLICK—!
"It's a message."
The room was high and open, with walls built in a circular configuration. The setting was well-decorated — casual — with some decorations strewn about. But in the center of the region, there was a little pond in the shape of a circle, and a dazzling lighting logo emanated a soothing glow that devoured the darkness.
This structure appears to have a few platforms on top. It did not entirely cover it so that it might operate as a ceiling; rather, it was only a little section that had an abstract shape. Yet, there were a number and a few items of equipment set on the top of each platform, neatly arranged; otherwise, they would have fallen to the ground.
"Whose pocket is that?" On one of the platforms, someone was dozing with their legs crossed. They donned a long robe of a chestnut brown color that stretched down to their legs and had a sash encased around their hips in a snug fashion.
"A-rank pocket."
"That's interesting."
The same individual calls their lighthouse to them and sends it flying into the air. They didn't spend any time getting to the top of the floating black lighthouse and then making their way down to the bottom of the structure either. Their light, azure hair flowed in the breeze, and their fascinating eyes, which were peculiar and otherworldly, set them apart from every other pair of eyes that was ever seen.
Eleena landed on the ground, and the robe swerved lightly at the sudden gust of wind. "It's unlikely for our leader to receive a message." The lightbearer takes a few steps forward, examining the pocket that received a message a few moments ago.
