He remembered struggling desperately to swim forwards, yet he was unclear about which direction he was actually heading in.
Such coincidences led Fisher to suspect that perhaps some entity had intervened in his journey, such as the likes of Ramasitia or Dalasgon...
The gods wanted him to help them accomplish something and seemed delighted to provide him with certain hints and assistance, but for some reason, this sensation of being pushed along made Fisher quite uncomfortable, especially since he still had no knowledge of their motives.
Related to the Creation Society? The Demi-human Girls Completion Manual? The Doomsday Prophecy?
Fisher silently pondered this in his mind, and from the corner of his eye, he saw Balzac opposite him pulling a folded piece of paper from inside his thick red robe. He unfolded it to reveal pale paper splattered with crimson blood.
