The small room grew tense, the air thick with a sense of looming weight.
Evernight turned her back to him. Her expression softened into something serene, almost distant.
Then, in a melancholic tone, she spoke.
"It's time for you to make a choice, Igaris."
He raised an eyebrow, instinctively sensing that something ancient was about to be revealed.
He didn't interrupt. He simply listened as she continued.
"A long, long time ago—before the collapse of the Summoners—ten thousand years in the past, in my homeland known as the God's Realm, the Seven Prime Gods came together. They planned to bestow humanity with divine gifts. Through their will, the Divine Arts were born. These Arts allowed humans to form bonds with Spirit Beasts from the Spirit Realm.
It was a unanimous decision among the Seven Prime Deities. We, the Angels—children of the gods—had no say in their affairs.
