The synchronization process continued for several seconds after I accepted the request, the system screens shifting rapidly while the space in front of us slowly began twisting inward. Golden cracks spread through the air before collapsing into themselves, forming a massive vortex that rotated silently above the ruined land.
Then someone stepped out.
The figure looked nothing like the projections we had seen earlier.
A tall man in his twenties emerged calmly from the vortex, blond hair falling loosely around his face while golden eyes scanned the surroundings with mild curiosity. He wore black and gold clothing and despite the calm expression on his face, the pressure surrounding him was enormous.
Knight blinked once. "That's Goldius?"
The man looked toward him and smiled slightly. "A fragment of my own yes," he replied. "Or more accurately… the version of Goldius from when I stood at level one hundred and ninety-nine."
I looked at him quietly for a moment.
