Beneath an endless dark dome, he wandered alone through the darkness, never stopping.
As time and space shifted, an invisible pointer seemed to guide his aimless search toward some unknown distance.
Then, at a chance upward glance, there it was:
Light.
The word he had chewed to pieces and painstakingly put back together, over and over again, finally appeared as if fated to do so, bearing signs beyond description that pierced straight through his eyes and into his heart.
The Divine Clan.
For no discernible reason, a symbol appeared in his mind, real enough to be false.
He sighed. He knew that "light" had arrived.
With nowhere left to turn, he had no right to choose.
"Ding! Welcome to 'The Divine Clan.' Your soul state has been detected. Restoration will begin automatically."
"Restoration complete. Entering the starting realm."
"We look forward to meeting you again."
