I began losing control over my body. My limbs felt too heavy to move, my eyes struggling to see through the blurry vision as everything slowly turned dark and silent. It was the same sensation I had felt when the Sword of Awakening pierced my heart and when Aruma killed me inside the visions. That familiar pull toward oblivion, the warmth of nonexistence calling my name.
While I was falling into a bottomless dark pit, I saw something coming toward me from above in the distance. A faint glow at first, then growing brighter.
