[You have been affected by the Manipulation of Reason — Origin: Lilith]
The notification flashed before his eyes, cold and bluish—a color that clashed with everything around him, like a fragment from another world.
It had been so long since he had last seen something like this that, for a second, he almost doubted his own vision.
The system.
That silent voice that guided him, that warned him, that had disappeared since the ruin of Azalith.
And now, there, in the heart of Hell, it returned.
Kael didn't react.
His eyes simply followed the floating letters until they dissipated into the thick, red air.
No pain afflicted him. No confusion.
Just… an unsettling clarity.
He slowly raised his gaze to Lilith.
Her eyes, previously a uniform red, now shimmered—not like embers, but like something alive. A pulsating, rhythmic glow that danced in shades between crimson and gold, almost human, almost hypnotic.
