Prologue

Looking around, Abdorn finds himself on a supposed big mountain, the peak of one, there are only clouds, there is no sign of human hands, he doesn't remember how he got to this place, he tries to remember what he did last time

"I think I was on a bus, I gave the seat to an old lady... Wait, I'm remembering something, I see... Blood, yes, it was blood, I fell to the ground, they tried to help me, I was hit by something -" He ponders how he fell into his predicament, but his train of thought is impeded when he sees movement nearby.

The clouds are moving faster, in a disorderly manner, no longer like the calm they were before, the cold that he already felt but didn't have time to think about, started to get stronger.

Abdorn, not understanding what was happening, feels a strong pressure on him, trying to make him kneel, but unconsciously he stops it, the pressure begins to deepen, and he resists, not knowing how, howls, not from wolves, howls of lamentation, it is possible to hear large howls of lamentation in the direction where the noise started, however, Abdorn does not have time to pay attention to this fact, as the pressure does not stop increasing, and his knees go closer and closer to the ground as the pressure increases.

"Disgrace! What the hell is this!" He refuses to kneel, in retrospect of his past life, he never knelt, he never had anything to be ashamed of, he lived on goodness, virtue, he lived through his honor, as much as at the end of his life, and in this new life, kneeling... No, nothing like that, he will be the most honored in this world too.

After this moment of agony, the clouds return to normal, and the pressure stops, Abdorn tries to recover, he is very panting.

With no time to rest, the noises didn't stop, he sees some movement ahead, something big is approaching, it's not possible to see what it is yet, because the clouds remain covering it, but little by little the strange, huge silhouette begins to show itself. ..

Coming out of this great fog, the silhouette begins to appear, it is like a large tree, with a pointed shape on the sides, the closer it gets, Armion notices that this is... A large deer! Its color is white, like the purest snow, its antlers, however, are what draws the most attention, it shines, it shines in a golden, heavenly light, everything about it screams DIVINITY.

Armion was just a normal human, in front of that being, but with the pressure dispersed, it was instinctive, he had to kneel down... But that wasn't what happened, he looked into the deer's eyes, staring at him, the two were moving towards each other. looking with the same eyes, Armion had ordinary eyes, like gravel, simple. As for the deer, huge silver globes, lit with purple that seemed to hide secrets, things that mortals could not know, and well, later we will know that not even the gods.