Inside the hall, Gabriel could hear so footsteps outside. He glanced towards the door, frowning. Usually, no one ca here since no one was allowed to disturb him. If there was one person who could co here, it was only Ezekiel.
Gabriel sat up, waiting for Ezekiel to enter. However, to his surprise, he heard the sound of footsteps growing fainter, indicating Ezekiel was moving further away. Gabriel couldn't help but wonder why Ezekiel had co all the way here only to leave without eting him.
He stood up and walked towards the door. Opening the door, he stepped out. As he stepped out into the hallway, he noticed that no one was there. Ezekiel had already left.
Bewildered, he contemplated seeking out Ezekiel for direct answers. However, just as he took a step, his attention was captivated by an envelope lying on the ground.
Curiosity got the better of him, Gabriel bent down and picked up the envelope, examining it closely.
It was a plain white, seemingly ordinary envelope.
"Did he co here to leave this letter? But why did he leave it at the door?"
Many questions remained in Gabriel's head. At the end, he could only think of one possibility. This letter wasn't sothing urgent and Ezekiel didn't want to disturb him so he left it out the door instead of coming in to greet him.
Still, the content of this envelope intrigued him. Walking inside the hall, he tried to open the envelope, only to be blocked by so restriction. It was a restriction created by Ezekiel himself.
Not much power was put behind the restriction. In fact, it was just enough power to last for a few more days. After that, the restriction was going to break on its own.
Gabriel didn't want to wait that long. Moreover, the restriction made him even more intrigued about the contents of this letter.
He used his own Divinity and the power of Abyss to try to break the restriction, but the arcane energies within the letter reacted violently to his attempts.
The surrounding elental energy began to shake, creating a tempestuous storm. Unfortunately, with his current strength, this violent energy wasn't enough to throw Gabriel off.
It would've been different if Ezekiel was here to constantly reinforce the restriction of the letter, but in his absence, it beca much easier to break the restrictions. With each passing second, the restriction beca weaker, until it finally disappeared completely.
With the restrictions gone, Gabriel could easily open it. He tore the envelope open and pulled out a neatly folded piece of paper.
He sat next to the pond as he unfolded the paper. The letter was written in the Ancient Language that barely anyone could understand. It was the language of Ezekiel's world.
Since everyone from that world was killed by the gods, Ezekiel was the last person to know this language. For so reason, during the training, Ezekiel taught this language to Gabriel.
Although Gabriel wasn't fluent in this language, he was able to comprehend the words to so extent.
As Gabriel studied the letter, he noticed a familiar symbol at the top. It was the symbol that he had often seen Ezekiel use, even in the land of Abyss, especially when he was teaching him this language.
It was a single word, with a straightforward and uncomplicated aning. This word served as a way to bid farewell.
As Gabriel reflected on the symbol and its aning, he couldn't help but wonder if Ezekiel's intention in using it was ant as a final farewell or if there was a deeper ssage hidden within the letter.
As he imrsed himself in the letter, a whirlwind of emotions swept across his face.
Gabriel's eyes flickered with curiosity as he unraveled the intricate web of emotions conveyed through every word in the letter.
This wasn't just a letter. Instead, it was the life of Ezekiel. In this, he ntioned everything that no one knew about him.
Many people knew that Ezekiel used to be a re mortal, left to suffer in a world stained with blood by the gods. From a helpless mortal, he had beco the Nightmare that could scare anyone.
Almost every God knew about his significant transformation, but no one knew how. No one in this world knew what happened to Ezekiel from the mont he was left to suffer in his world to the mont he appeared in the Realm of Gods for revenge.
In this single letter, Ezekiel wrote everything, as if he wanted soone, even if it was just one person, to know the real him.
He spoke about the exquisite beauty of his holand, declaring it as his most beloved place in the world. He also expressed regret that now that world was nothing more than a blood stained barren land, a witness of the grueso history.
He also talked about the fact that he had hidden his ho world. He told Gabriel the coordinates of the world, so that Gabriel could find him.
He didn't ntion why he was telling Gabriel about that world. Gabriel wasn't certain either.
Was it because he didn't want the land to be forgotten in the great void? Did he want the Land to be returned to its past glory where innocent lives could flourish once again after the war was over? Gabriel wasn't certain, but from the words, he could feel Ezekiel's regret.
Upto this point, he had already heard Ezekiel talk about in bits and pieces in the past, but what he ntioned after that was sothing he had never said before.
"Elzera?" Gabriel muttered, reading the next paragraph, his expressions getting solemn. As he went further, his expressions kept getting darker and darker.
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In an unknown land, Karyk finally stepped out of a portal with the Lord of Upper Realm. Even with a spatial portal, it took them such a long ti to reach this place.
"Welco... Welco to our personal hell... Welco to Elzera," The Lord of Upper Realm stated.
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