"So… tell me his location. Maybe I can do something," Ron said, eyes locked on Bruce.
Bruce's expression darkened. "The Undead Vortex."
Carter leaned forward. "Can you tell us more about the green-eyed man? His powers, perhaps?"
Bruce swallowed. "His powers… from what I remember, countless texts and knowledge flow through his mind. He rewrites one of them—and whatever he rewrites becomes reality. You could call it… reality manipulation through thought."
He paused, lowering his voice. "And one more thing—the leader of Foster? His name is Ross."
"Ross," Ron murmured, a shiver running down his spine.
"But he's dead," Bruce added.
"What? Then who's his successor?" Carter demanded.
Bruce shook his head. "He has children… but none of them are in control. The green-eyed man is controlling Ross himself—using him to lead Foster, pulling all the strings from the shadows."
Ron's jaw tightened. "So… he's using the dead Ross, bending him with his powers, making him do everything."
Carter frowned. "Some of this makes sense… but some doesn't."
"Yes," Ron agreed, eyes narrowing. "Like… how did they know the location of your first base? And if you were under control, or he controlled your body… that means…" He looked at Carter, voice low and grim. "They know the location of the second base too."
Bruce's gaze shifted, firm. "Go. Carter—save your family. And bring the matter of Locki to us."
Without hesitation, Carter leaped through the shattered window, soaring toward Bruce's base.
Bruce turned to Ron, concern etched on his face. "I can't help you there. Can you handle it alone?"
Ron's lips curled into a confident smile. "Who said I'm alone?"
He reached into his pocket, pulling out his magnifying glass. Its surface shimmered with faint purple energy.
"Then let's go," Ron murmured, stepping forward—and vanished into Wulkranoth's Dimension.
Ron stepped into Wulkranoth's world but it was different.
[FLOOR - 2]
Suddenly, Ron felt infinite gazes on him, he felt higher existences. It was suffocating. Ron fell on knees, trembling.
"What's happening?" Ron thought Chokingly
"Ron?"
A voice came, Ron opened his eyes he was in the The Wulkranoth's Dimension as he remembered. The suffocation and feel of gazes and strong presences were gone.
Ron saw Yardy.
"What was that." Ron thought
"You entered another floor of this dimension." Yardy said
"Another floor?" Ron asked
"Yes, if you think this place where you come and go is only place in This dimension then your wrong. It has infinite floors. The one you entered was 2nd floor." Yardy explained.
"2nd floor. Who are people there? I didn't saw anyone but felt many gazes and powerful existences." Ron said
"It's an amazing feat that you survived gazes of not only one but trillions if not more than that. Even I couldn't or Wulkranoth speak their names." Yardy said
"Why? Wulkranoth is king of this dimension, The World of Dark Souls isn't he? Ron asked
"You got something wrong. The world of Dark Souls refers to this floor and this only. It's true than Wulkranoth is king of this dimension but 800 years ago, he found a perfect Successor for this world. Wulkranoth only took this floor and named it World of Dark Souls." Yardy says
Ron thought for a moment.
"Ron, may I ask why are you here?" Yardy said
"Oh yes, can you locate someone for me." Ron said.
Yardy nodded.
In Hero Town
"Carter, is everything alright?" Bruce asked, his phone on his ear.
"Yes." Carter's reply came
"Move them to another place." Bruce said
"Where?" Carter asked
"My Butler will handle it." Bruce said and ended the call.
He started into air. Thinking something Bruce remembered the scene where the green eyed man talked about Ron, before leaving Bruce's body.
"So, Ron died 800 years ago? How amusing." Bruce said
"Language of Land of Bermuda. There's no problem in looking into it, isn't it? What is Ron's connection to all this?" Bruce said.
At Night 3:00 AM
Three vans were traveling near the south high way in Hero Town. The three vans were moving in uniform speed.
Suddenly, lightning fell 10 Meters ahead of the van ahead.
The vans stopped, the driver of first van saw a man he didn't recognize. It was Ron, he standing in front of them.
Ron wore a white shirt, black pant and blue jacket on it.
"Blue jacket, white shirt and black pant. His height 6'3." The driver of the first van spoke on the radio
"Blue Jacket, White shirt and black pa--, that's him. It's Ron." The second driver said
The first driver looked at Ron, "He is exactly dressed like he were told. Even his height." He thought
"We succeed in our mission, now it's there turn." Third van's driver said
Suddenly, a flash of lighting was near the three vans. The sound of lightning scared the drivers to death. But they were only drivers.
Suddenly, a back doors of three vans opened. Many top soldiers came out of the second and third vans.
The lightning vanished and Rocky was spotted standing with Ron.
Rocky wore a black shirt and blue shirt and black pant.
The soldiers murmured to each other.
Then suddenly, the backdoors of first van opened.
Two men stepped out. The one with short Sliver hair, and other with long black hair.
"My my. You guys really came. White shirt, black pant and blue jacket, that's Ron. And Blue shirt and Black pant that's Locki both standing side to side of each other. Unbelievable, the information was accurate like it was some kind of universal truth." A man spoke with long hair.
Ron and Rocky were surprised that, they knew exactly what Ron and Rocky would wear.
"Who are you?" Ron asked
"Me, yes. I am Anthony. The 9th head of Foster. And this man." He said pointing to silver Haired man next to him
"He is William, the 8th head of Foster." Anthony said
Rocky and Ron exchanged glances.
"Two heads from Foster came themselves." Ron said
" They knew we'd come. But how?" Rocky said
"Why don't we begin." William said.