All Jake could see was darkness.
But not for a second did it feel like he was back in the path of saints. It felt nothing like that.
There, he could move around. There, he could wave his sword even, if he wanted to. Sure, that was a death wish in the making, but he could still do that.
Now, Jake couldn't feel his limbs. He could feel nothing. All of his senses blocked except for one feeling that he just couldn't shrug off.
The cold.
It was freezing cold. Like he was in the middle of a blizzard.
Except, there was no wind. The cold that ca from the chilling wind constantly hitting the skin, although familiar to everyone, was not what Jake felt here.
Instead, it was like he was encased by ice. Held midair and forced to this torture.
"Can I… log out? Did I die? What is happening?" Jake could not even speak. All he could do was think.
He closed his eyes, for they were quite useless at the mont.
And as he closed his eyes, they felt heavy. Like he couldn't open them. His arms were too heavy to lift up, and his entire body wouldn't move at his command.
"Maybe I should just sleep it off. I guess I died, and the system is glitching right now." He chuckled as he thought to himself.
But as he tried drifting off to sleep, the darkness was interrupted.
Even though his eyes were closed, he could feel so light piercing through his eyelids.
For light to actually pierce the thin eyelids, it had to be quite bright. And this light was sothing he was quite familiar with.
A warm feeling swept his entire body, and his eyes as well.
It felt like the sun itself had co to hold him in its embrace. The warm light completely enveloped him in every direction, and he could feel his arms and legs tingling.
The chilling cold still existed, but there was a warmth that was trying to fight it off.
It was like a fight between the light and cold, one where Jake was the battlefield, but also a spectator.
The warmth was strong enough, and Jake could open his eyes forcefully.
It was like a tonne of weight had accumulated on top of his eye lids, for them to be so heavy.
"Where am I?" He said, his hoarse voice actually escaping his mouth this ti.
Slowly, the blurry vision that he was being fed beca clear.
He could see instances.
A bight, golden light that was not blinding in any way was being projected toward him.
But it seems like it was coming from a thousand different directions, inverted, angled, like they were being reflected from a diamond.
"What am I looking at? This feels so weird." He muttered.
He tried moving his neck, but it would not budge. Apparently the warmth was not enough yet.
"Wait. This cold, could it an?" Jake paused for a second to comprehend the possibility in his mind.
It all made sense.
The frigid cold, the vision that he was subject to, and the warmth that seed to help him, but still couldn't free him from this invisible force.
He tried looking down, but all that his eyes could see without bending his neck were his feet.
And as he moved them, the light reflected in so many directions.
"I am encased in ice!" Jake exclaid.
"It must have been the blood of the evil god. Blood of a god cannot be sothing a mortal can withstand. It froze completely!" He understood.
"But this light. The god of light didn't abandon just yet? But this is still soone else's territory. Even if he can help thaw, what good will that do? Won't they just grab the stone and kill ?" Jake wondered.
For the evil god himself to act, he wasn't going to let Jake just leave the evil realms in one piece.
He tried looking around, to see traces of the evil god. Were the tentacles and vines still flying around, ready to kill him the mont he ca free?
But all he could see was the light that was coming down upon him. It was too bright to see the source of this light too.
"A light this bright, isn't that impossible at this ti? I an, it is the evening." Jake wondered.
He wanted to glance at the ti, but he couldn't
Even the ga's features were beyond him for the mont.
But the thawing seed to work. It was comforting, to say the least. The warmth was strong enough to withstand the cold, and to even fight back.
He no longer felt nothing. Instead, whatever was encasing him was lting, and the slimy feeling was a little gross, but it was progress.
"I am tired. Just staying like this, in this process, feels so tiring." He sighed.
He tried blinking, but just blinking in this dium was such a tiring process.
After all, it wasn't as simple as closing his eyes.
His eye lids had to move whatever this encasing was. It could be water, but more possibly, it could be the blood that had fallen on him, which solidified.
It wasn't purple though, so maybe the forr possibility still had credence.
His eyes closed, and Jake stayed that way for a mont.
He enjoyed the warmth, the rest, but he knew that it was best not to stay that way forever.
His eyes fluttered open.
"Wait, what?"
Jake stopped.
Fluttered open?
His eyes felt no resistance as they opened.
This ti, he was not looking at hazy source of light.
Instead, he was staring the sun right in the eye, and this ti, it wasn't so forgiving.
The golden glare burnt his eyes so bad, that his vision turned black once more.
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