Rest... truly a comforting word.
Walking through the narrow corridor, after a conversation with Lebius, a handover of work, and various orders from the Decision Room, Bologue finally got a moment of rest from nearly a month of high-intensity combat.
But suddenly feeling relaxed, Bologue felt like he had lost his goal, his eyes filled with confusion, not knowing where to go. In a daze, he even started to miss his early days on the job, when he was carefree compared to now.
But that's unavoidable. As one's Tier rises and authority expands, even if Bologue maintains his inner essence, the changes in the world are beyond his control.
With a gentle wave of his hand, Ether wandered and lingered at Bologue's fingertips. Although he hadn't been a Negative Power User for long, Bologue could clearly perceive the increase in his strength.
