"I went to great lengths to hunt down a dark elf for you. As it happens, this elf was accompanied by a psychic wolf. Its flesh is tender and excellent for nourishing your spiritual sea due to its mental attributes. And this elf…" He pulled out a dark elf struggling against his chains. "You can absorb and fuse it with your soul."
The dark elf struggled even harder, realizing someone intended to forcibly absorb her.
"Hey, Luca—you're awake! Look what I brought you!" A second figure suddenly appeared, carrying two Undead creatures in his hands. "They've broken through their final barrier and become Undead Kings—the strongest among the undead. You know, they used to be gods!"
"Oh? That's perfect for training."
Luca sighed deeply. His purpose for coming here was to challenge High Gods—perhaps even kill one. Yet somehow… he had ended up befriending two of them. Not only that, they seemed oddly enthusiastic about helping him train.
…How did things turn out like this?
