A countless number of pieces began fitting together inside his head, but the mystery was still far too vast. Even after learning fragments of the stories surrounding the protagonists of the Mystery of Cinder, he still knew almost nothing.
Morgan, Arthur's older brother, had turned out to be the Master of Cinder. Or at least, that was what the black armor implied.
'What the hell? Why was that so much information all at once?! Arthur and Cinder's memories were mixing together!'
He was bewildered. His emotional numbness wasn't working anymore. Everything spun around in his head like a tornado of nonsense that, ironically enough, started making sense the moment he stopped to think about it.
'There was also the village that brought us to Axorhibis... the dragon... the Fairy Oracle, the corpse of the Time God.'
