Once I activated Night Eye, the outlines of my surroundings became clear. I was on a massive staircase. The Old One’s altar was filled with white, but this place was the complete opposite, filled with a pitch-black color. 

The space was imbued with an irresistible divine power. The tingling sensation I felt in the Old One’s altar had transformed into a pressure weighing down on my entire body. 

Doom Caso was sitting on the lowest stair, at the very bottom, with its buttocks on the ground. As I looked down at it, I could only see its arms resting on its knees and the thick line connecting the back of its head and neck 

When I glanced up, I saw a face staring down at me. It wasn’t very large and its face was covered in fur. Its eyes were hidden, and I could sense a hint of cold energy concentrated there. It was Doom Mount. Its ankles were bound in chains that climbed up its body, eventually vanishing into its fur. 

As it changed its posture, the chains collided, making...