Spirit and body become one.

A miraculous phenomenon, the manifestation of a person’s inner strength.

Such union grants an extraordinary power, one that knows no bounds: the Spirit Mode.

Underworld Level -8, Restricted Block

Naomi and the mysterious green-eyed young man crossed paths on no man’s land…

“If I’m alive? Hum, obviously…?” Naomi said.

He took two steps at once, his footwear seemed to cushion while stepping on the floor as if the sound was sucked back into the darkness.

“I see… you don’t belong here” he said.

“First of all, who are you? Where am I really? Also, what the hell were those things?”

“Who am I? That’s a good question…”

“Huh?” she tilted her head to one side.

“The truth is, I don't remember anything besides my name, Yamir.”

“You lost your memories…?”

“Where you are right now, I call it “the depths of the Underworld”. As for them…” Yamir pointed to the scrawny dead bodies lying on the floor “’Dwellers of death’.”

Naomi didn't understand anything, but Lied had to be in this quirky place…

“Hold on. Yamir, could it be that you were sent here like me?”

The male looked thoughtfully at the ceiling devoid of light.

“I do not know. I was standing in this secluded place before I knew it. Hundreds of years must have passed since then…”

“H-Hundreds?! You look like you’re the same age as me…”

“…You haven't told me your name yet.”

“Ah, my bad. I’m Naomi. Thank you for saving me!”

They both felt that they could trust each other for some reason.

“No worries. You’re the first living person I met after all…”

Naomi thought deeply about the loneliness that Yamir endured all this time… The two of them stood side by side and walked past the corpses.

“Yamir, those snakes… they were yours, weren’t they? What was that?”

Yamir held out his right hand as a tiny spiritual snake popped out of it.

“My ability. When I woke up, I only had two things: my name… and this power.”

Naomi took a closer look at the little animal that danced in Yamir's hand. The snake vanished in a puff of smoke and they kept walking.

“Perhaps meeting Yamir… isn’t a coincidence either?” Naomi thought.

“My… destiny…” she remembered Varius’ words.

“Hm? Did you say something?”

“Nope, it’s nothing!” Naomi shook her head.

The chosen ones would sail through the depths of death…

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