At such a time—
A thought suddenly surfaced in his mind, like a long-lost memory dragging itself from the abyss.
And then—It hit him.
All this time—
All this fighting, all this struggling, all this endless cycle of gaining power, only to fall short.
He had forgotten.
He had lost sight of his original goal coming here.
He clenched his fists as the realization sank in.
What was he doing here?
Why had he come to this accursed place in the first place?
He had come to find Heaven.
That had been his purpose from the beginning.
And yet—
Somewhere along the way, he had been distracted.
Pulled into battles that weren't his.
Forced into a world that devoured the weak and spit them out like nothing. And then carried away by the pleasure of this place... this palace of the greatest king in history.
But now—
Now, he remembered. He had to find Heaven.
And to do that—
He needed Solomon. Enel turned sharply, his eyes narrowing on the old king.
