"If it weren't for Viggo back then, I probably would've lost all hope and taken my own life," Linden said with a sigh, then turned to Felix with a smile.

He continued, "You know why there's not a single soul in the estate? I dismissed everyone. An old friend sends someone after all these years, carrying his personal token? No doubt about it—it had to be something monumental. And it turns out I was right. Unbelievable, really."

The young man standing before him had triggered the Etherstorm at Trinity Falls—he could very well be someone destined to reach the legendary Chaos Realm one day.

Now, Linden fully understood Viggo's intentions. On one hand, Felix's situation was incredibly dangerous, and Visiora was one of the few places left that could still offer sanctuary. On the other hand, this might also be a way to breathe new life into Visiora's legacy.

Every myth, no matter how powerful, eventually faded. As the years went by, the influence of the ancient legend tied to Visiora had