The Evil God left him with a warning.
“Remember. It is the final coffin.”
Do not open any of the others.
Ater walked through the ruins alone.
“……”
His footsteps seemed to echo with unusual loudness through the ruins.
During his time here, Ater had learned the structure of the ruins. Far more knowledge lay imprisoned within them than he had seen in the days when he was called a Hero. Faded paintings, jewels, and other objects lay scattered everywhere.
An old memory surfaced.
‘…There should be…’
A path here.
“…Ah.”
A staircase leading underground opened.
After clenching and unclenching his hand, Ater descended. The staircase was exceptionally dark. Had he not brought a torch, he would have seen nothing at all. Strangely, there was no dust.
‘Perhaps because it has been so long, it feels quite unfamiliar.’
Even after regaining his senses, he had only checked this area and had never actually entered it. This was where he and his comrades had once sacrificed everything to seal the Demon King. Fearing that he might carelessly enter and cause an accident, he had avoided approaching it altogether.
But now, the time had come.
‘It is rather deep…’
He could not see the end.
There were obstructive devices along the staircase. He and his comrades had installed them…