Alex could barely hold himself together as he slowly made his way to the center of the forest.
His continuous journey had exhausted him, and he was riddled with injuries from his attempts to cross the barrier.
But his determination pushed him to persevere until he found the person who must've been waiting for him somewhere in the forest all these centuries.
For humans, a hundred years felt like eternity. But, for some races, it was merely a short period of time.
Dwarves and Fairies usually lived up to five hundred years, while elves lived for thousands of years.
And from what he'd heard… nearly five hundred years had passed since the battle in the Shadow Forest.
Every labored breath, every determined step, Alex endured it all.
Why?
Because he wholeheartedly believed that someone out there had endured loneliness for hundreds of years.
