he could even hear a hoarse voice whispering to him from a hidden location at the very bottom of the sea.

“Truth springs forth from the mind. Your thoughts shall determine all, and what you shall imagine is what you shall see!” Although the voice was soft, it was filled with an astonishing presence and was as stately as the voice of a king. (“Awaken, heir to my legacy!”

A majestic yet hoarse voice once more rang out from that black silhouette. “A failure who has been forgotten. Who I am no longer matters. What matters is for you to know who you are.”

 “Don’t be impatient, young man. I don’t have much time left.” A hint of aged sorrow appeared within the black silhouette’s voice.“I can sense what you are thinking. Do you wish to leave the wastelands? “I can’t help you leave, not directly… but I can give you what you need more than anything else right now.”