THIS BEAST-TAMER IS A LITTLE STRANGE

The illusion of Prismarin had probably travelled to more areas of these underground chambers than Kain had, but without a storage device would have been helpless to take away any of the objects found and bring them to Serena.

It looks like since it found Kain, it was planning to have him solve its predicament and taking him to the previous chambers it went to of interest, before bringing him to Serena.

Kain began to store the strange mechanical devices into his space ring, his mind still thinking about their potential purposes.

The Prismarin watched him intently, its crystalline body shimmering with an almost impatient energy. Once the last device was safely tucked away, the creature chirped again, its tone more urgent this time. It hopped off the platform and began moving toward another passageway, its movements swift and purposeful.

The Prismarin led him through a series of winding passages, each one more intricate than the last. At one point, they passed through a chamber filled with what appeared to be ancient machinery—massive gears and pistons frozen in time, their surfaces covered in a thick layer of frost. Kain paused for a moment, his curiosity piqued, but the Prismarin chirped insistently, urging him to keep moving.

“Alright, alright,” Kain muttered, tearing his gaze away from the machinery. “I’m coming. I don’t understand what the big rush is…”

Clearly there was nothing of interest to the Prismarin in this chamber and it seemed in a hurry. Or maybe it just didn’t know that Kain had access to the System Laboratory for additional space, and so the Prismarin didn’t want Kain using up the limited space in his space ring on these machines. But Kain made a mental note to come back to this chamber later and asked Bea, with her increased mental capacity, to memorize the routes they’ve travelled so that he can get back here.

The next chamber they entered was smaller, more confined. Crystalline formations jutted from the walls and floor, shimmering faintly with the same purple glow as the sigils from the previous chambers. The air here was heavier, thick with something intangible but potent.

Kain’s grip on his spear tightened as he surveyed the room. Unlike the previous chambers, this one felt… alive. The pulsing energy of the sigils within the formations almost mimicked a heartbeat, a rhythmic sensation that sent subtle vibrations through the ground beneath his feet.

The Prismarin, undeterred, hopped toward the largest cluster of crystals near the chamber’s center. It chirped again, then pawed at the formation. Kain approached cautiously, eyes flickering across the room for any sign of danger. He reached out a hand, letting his fingers graze the surface of one of the jagged formations.

A sudden jolt ran up his arm and Kain pulled back instantly, his body tensing.

His eyes darted to the Prismarin, who merely blinked at him, its crystalline form reflecting the cascading light. It had known this would happen.

Kain exhaled sharply, focusing on the energy flow within the crystals. He didn’t sense any threat using Threads of Destiny—at least, not yet. Instead, it felt… inquisitive, as if it were scanning him, gauging his presence. He pushed a small amount of his own energy forward, allowing it to mingle with the pulsating force within the crystal.

A memory—not his own—flashed through his mind. A vision.

A city of light, towering structures infused with the same glowing sigils that lined the walls of these ruins. People moved with purpose, their forms partially obscured by a hazy distortion, as though time itself had warped the clarity of their existence. A massive core, not unlike the one depicted on the chamber walls earlier, floated in the city’s heart, its surface etched with runes far more complex than anything Kain had seen before. And at its base, a group of figures stood in formation, their hands raised in a ritual of some kind—an incantation, a desperate plea, or perhaps a command.

Then, darkness. A rupture in the vision, a jagged tear of nothingness swallowing the luminous city whole. And with it, a chilling sensation—the unmistakable presence of the Abyss.

Kain’s breath came in short bursts as he snapped back to the present, the crystal’s glow fading back into its previous, steady rhythm. He staggered slightly, head spinning as he processed what he had just witnessed.

The Prismarin chirped, tilting its head in an almost expectant manner.

Kain exhaled, steadying himself. “You could have warned me about that.”

The creature merely blinked, then turned and began hopping toward the next passage.

Kain took one last glance at the chamber, but decided against trying to pry the crystals away for now, and then followed the Prismarin.

He couldn’t stop thinking about the horrifying vision. Whatever civilization had once thrived here had wielded incredible power. But something had destroyed them. Whether their own greed, an external force, or the Abyss itself, he wasn’t sure.

But one thing was certain—there was a lot to uncover if he didn’t wish to end up like them. And Serena was still waiting.

Finally, after what felt like hours of navigating the maze-like tunnels, the Prismarin led Kain into a large, circular chamber.

Unlike the others, this one was filled with a soft, golden light that seemed to emanate from the walls themselves. The air was warmer here, the oppressive cold of the ruins replaced by a comforting warmth.

The second Kain stepped into this chamber, the bone deep sequelae he was hopeless to heal, except to wait for his body to recover naturally, began to reduce at a speed clearly felt by him.

‘It looks like this chamber was used for healing…’ Kain thought in wonder at the effectiveness of this chamber after all this time. But then his thoughts quickly shifted.

In the center of the chamber was a raised dais, and on it lay a figure.

Kain’s heart skipped a beat as he recognized Serena. She was lying motionless on the dais, her silver hair fanned out around her like a halo. Her face was pale, her breathing shallow, and her hands were clasped over her chest as if in prayer. The Prismarin hopped up onto the dais and nuzzled her hand, its luminous eyes filled with concern.

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