For a long time, Lucian remained trapped within a dark, endless environment.
And during this time—
He couldn't even see anything.
He couldn't feel his body, much less move it.
Almost as though he was nothing more than a drifting consciousness floating in the empty void.
There was nothing that he could do, aside from staring endlessly into the abyss surrounding him with no real sense of time.
After who knows how much time had gone by—
Lucian's eyes snapped open, the movement unnatural and violent.
For a moment, his eyes remained unfocused as he stared blankly, then slowly, they regained their clarity as he subtly shifted his body.
"...where…?" A soft murmur escaped his lips while his gaze lingered upon the unfamiliar ceiling above him.
He blinked a couple of times, and a crease slowly formed between his brows.
Then gradually, the memories of what had happened previously rushed back into his mind.
The Giant Maw Worm.
His time inside its poison-filled stomach.
