An hour later.

Jomel is spreading his arms wide open, he is feeling the vibe of the little wind and the beautiful flowers.

If he can hear music or play, he is sure that he will be playing music.

Music from anime music, he used to love hearing whenever he got nothing to do.

Jomel stops and began to think just for a moment, he is sure that there is value hidden here inside.

But he decided that will not search for it, if he will destroy this place just so he could survive then he will just think of another way to survive.

He didn't release his Volturaptor because that beast might destroy this place.

To jomel, this place that is preserved from the passage of time is more worthy than the treasure hidden inside.

He will not stay here too, he is afraid that the place might get destroyed if he tried to come back from this place.

He smiled, with sincerity and with a warm gaze.

All he did this year is filled with fighting and is very tiring.

He wants to master the dual sword style because he is not confident with his Hand-to-Hand combat technique.

And this is it, the destiny is going on his way, he fought non-stop but now...

He is tired of constant fighting, he stayed more and pray.

He never prays for any God but he is praying and thanking mother nature because he is witnessing all of these right now when he felt he is going crazy.

There is so much to learn from being brave and he will continue on this path.

He is thankful for destiny for giving him and showing him this place.

Jomel for the first time in his life and his past life.

Bows!

Bow to nature, destiny, and life.

In his last life, all he thinks is that the world is full of bad things but now he understands that it depends on a person.

How a person views his life.

How he views the world, and that view reflects on reality.

Jomel stands up and decided to walk away from this place and never come back.

Suddenly...

Tap tap tap

He heard a tapping sound, and then look back.

In there he saw a white metallic wolf, holding a sword in his mouth.

He can feel the pressure but the pressure is not directed at him, he thought he is going to fight again but seems that he didn't need to.

If he does, it surely is troublesome again like the black jackal. Every time whenever he remembers that guy, he feels sorry.

He is the invader.

And that scorpion spider is just protecting their home and he disturbed them.

Just because of his greed, just because he is lonely, and just because he very arrogant.

If it was a power search he would understand but he came here without knowing about the pyramid.

And then he disturbed, he knew that the black jackal is not some robot-like thing, he can feel the determination of the enemy.

The black jackal is ready for his life to be taken at any moment in that fight.

His howl is painful but filled with determination.

He is just lucky he survived the fight, but that fight is a fight for survival.

Still, it was his fault.

They have the very reason to execute him but instead, he is given a chance.

That jackal he killed is not some random raging soul beast, but with intelligence.

Too late for regret now, his brave how is this heart of him gonna take him?

The white metallic wolf comes forward to him slowly...

Jomel really can't feel the hostility.

8 meters.

7 meters.

6 meters

5 meters

4 meters

3 meters

2 meters

1 meter.

He saw the metallic white wolf up close, the metal on its body was broken and he looks like he is looking at his limit due to the passage of time.

The metallic white wolf is holding a Sword in his mouth, and then the metal wolf brought down the sword.

He understands this, The metallic wolf was giving him the sword.

It was offering him.

After that, it just looks at him, and the sword... and him... and the sword again.

Jomel understands it and patted the white wolf on its head, the white wolf retracted.

"Uhg?!?!!"

Jomel felt awkward so he just let it be, he should be thankful enough that this Soul-Beast didn't attack him.

Jomel observed the sword, it was a sword releasing some special aura of Plant-Type.

It was a sword made obviously by a special kind of wood, and how special, he didn't know that.

He just felt that this wood is special.

The plant energy was pulsing nonstop like it was contained inside and it wants to be released.

A will that is wanting to be free and see the outside world!

It was so strong, he can feel it.

He can relate to this sword, he was fighting for a year and he got tired of it, he needed to relax a little.

TAP

Jomel touched it then...

He saw a beautiful tree, worshipped by many.

It's not a tree of life, Jomel is sure.

It is small but something very special about it, that's why it is worshipped by many.

It has a very peaceful look like if you are looking at it, your heart will calm down.

The image that jomel is now seeing is getting faster.

Season by seasons.

The tree changed.

Experienced snow.

Rain.

drought.

fall.

flood.

It is still standing strong, something sprouted with it.

Beside it was little tree-like itself, the leaves, the color of the wood is the same.

In one night, of darkness.

The giant tree disappeared, and no one knows the reason why it is gone.

Time passes by.

Someone took the little tree, took it along with some little earth.

The guy is panting like he is being chased by something...

on the background that jomel saw it was like rot and plague.

Darkness...

Suddenly the man did something unthinkable