“Hm…”

Seon-Hyeok forced himself to open his heavy eyelids.

Blink. Blink.

His consciousness returned, but it was terribly difficult to think. As he stared at the endless blue sky in front of him, the sense of reality that returned little by little threatened to disappear once again.

The sky’s so damn blue.

Both the white clouds and the blue sky felt particularly close today.

“Master!”

As he stared blankly for a while, a familiar voice rang out.

“Ah, Atiya. I’m a bit distracted right now, so could you give me a moment?”

His response was relaxed and almost tranquil.

“Hm?”

But after mindlessly responding, Seon-Hyeok felt something was amiss. However, he could not think of what it was.

“Atiya?”

Belatedly realizing this sense of incongruity, Seon-Hyeok bolted upright.

Atiya had disappeared into the spirit world after inheriting the legacy of the previous Spirit King from the Mother Tree. He could not understand why she was in front of him now.

“Why are you here…”

After beginning to ask his question, Seon-Hyeok stopped, and his jaw dropped.

Her characteristic gentleness and mild impression remained the...