Prospect For Reincarnation: From Common Fodder to Calamity

Chapter 24: Onward Into The Dark

Everything the Incarnate had seen so far spelled to him that a very, very long time had passed since the days when the Ainfidd Kingdom was still thriving.

The armor of the fallen warriors in the sands was rusted to hell.

The ancient structures he had seen when he first woke up on this Floor, large and seemingly not built for humans at all looked a little devastated.

The skeletons he saw, and the mounds of sand also suggested a great passage of time.

The Incarnate imagined that no less than a thousand years had passed since everything the councilman wrote happened.

Had the King survived through a millennium in that darkness?

He was a fearsome warrior, according to the text, given the moniker Flying Reaper Sword. Perhaps he still thrived.

The only things that persisted wholly in this place, as the Incarnate had seen, were supernaturally-empowered weapons and beings.

Of course, there was the roll of parchment in the Incarnate’s grasp at the moment. While it didn’t appear magical in anywa