Desire was just walking down in this pretty dark place. He couldn't see anything, and he also couldn't feel anything.

He couldn't feel the ground that he was walking on, nor could he feel anything that could be described as the land.

Right, it was as if Desire was walking on nothing.

It was actually surprising that Desire has not fallen over or stumped over something.

After all, Desire really couldn't see anything in this place.

What's more, Desire was born in the dark. He could see really well in the dark, and he even had a skill regarding night vision.

It was just crazy, but well. Desire didn't care anymore about that at this point when things that were crazy were normal to him now.

Right, things that should be impossible were now normal to Desire at this point of his life.

That was why Desire was just walking down without any care.

Well, Desire still has his rage going on deep within his emotions as his eyes...were still showing the shade of anger.

It was amazing that the colors of his eyes change when he's in a bad mood or something like that.

After all, this didn't happen to him before once in his life.

However, this only happened because...Desire was in this place. Right, even if Desire gets angry about something outside of this place, his eyes would never change color.

After all, that would be just crazy. And that means that...this place was something connected to Desire.

Of course, Desire didn't know that his eyes were changing colors or something like that.

That was why he wasn't that suspicious or anything about it.

Anyways, it's been quite a long time since Desire started to walk.

However, not even once did Desire try to ever stop walking.

Why? It was because of the voices that remind him that he was still not near his destination.

"Walk. Walk. Walk. Walk. Walk. Walk. Walk. Walk."

The voices resounded out in this place indefinitely, and it always reminded Desire to just keep walking.

After all, the voices would stop saying the word walk if Desire didn't have to walk anymore.

Desire was sure that the voices would tell him when he should stop as they were able to communicate before.

That was why Desire didn't have any questions about this long journey.

Well, Desire was having trouble keeping his anger to himself as he was really pissed off.

He was that angry now that he realized that he was always being pushed around.

No, he knew about it. But he couldn't let out his emotions or opinions about it as he was...weak.

'I just have to become strong...and after that, I'll fuck you guys up...' Desire thought as his eyes turned red.

The shade of red that was the sign of his anger! The fact that Desire didn't really have any specific target for his revenge was quite weird.

After all, there really...was no one to blame. Desire just gets into these weird situations and just gets pushed around by these situations.

That was why Desire didn't have any targets for revenge or whatever he wanted to do to fuck them up.

However, it seems that Desire didn't have the time to think about that anymore as the voices finally...stopped talking.

They stopped saying the word 'Walk' and silence prevailed in this place.

Of course, that was not all that happened as Desire...could finally see something from a very far away place.

Well, even though it was far away from him, it was just in front of him.

That was why Desire could see it. He could see...a golden light shining from far away.

The golden light looked like a dot as this place was just that dark, but...it was still the first thing that Desire saw in this place.

That was why...Desire was extremely curious about it, and he wanted to go there as well.

After all, Desire also noticed that the voices finally stopped speaking when he saw the golden light.

It means that...that was his destination. Right, and he was very sure of this conclusion as there was a thin smile on his face.

However, before Desire could even take another step to go to that golden light, the voices spoke once again.

It seems that they really never run out of words to speak as it was another word.

Right, and that word was...

"Throne. Throne. Throne. Throne. Throne. Throne. Throne."

The voices resounded out once again, and it echoed in and out of Desire's ears.

And the word throne...it didn't make sense. Right, for Desire, the word throne didn't make sense.

It was clear as day that the voices were talking to Desire about something.

They were able to communicate with each other, and Desire knew that very well.

After all, he did what the voices wanted; he walked, and walked, and walked for a long time.

And the voices seemed satisfied that he walked.

That was why Desire knew that the voices were talking to him.

However, the fact that the voices were saying the word throne...didn't make sense at all.

Desire didn't have any memory of seeing a throne, being near a throne, or just the word throne.

He didn't remember anything about that, and he also didn't care about something like that.

Although he knew that it was something important and sometimes is a symbol of power, it didn't really matter for Desire.

That was why...Desire knew that the word throne wasn't really connected to him.

It didn't have anything to do with him, and that was it.

However, it was just that...the voices wanted him to do something about this throne.

The voices wanted Desire to see, do, or whatever they wanted with this throne, and this throne was...

'Is the throne that golden light?' Desire thought as he whipped his head to look at the golden light from far away.

Right, Desire thought that the throne that the voices wanted Desire to do something about was that shining light from a distance.

After all, the voices started saying the word throne when the golden light came into Desire's field of vision.

It was then that an idea suddenly entered Desire's mind like a thunderbolt!

It came out of nowhere, and it was seriously surprising.

After all, that idea was...it wasn't really something that great, but...Desire just formed what the voices said.

He formed them into a coherent thought and what he got was...

'Walk...throne...walk to the throne?'

Right, if Desire considered what the voices first said to him, it was the word walk.

Now that Desire did that and finally seems to have reached his destination, the voices said throne.

It was very clear and obvious that the voices meant to say that Desire...should walk to the throne.

And when Desire realized that, he suddenly felt a chill run down his spine and goosebumps all over his body.

After all, it finally made sense to him. Things finally made sense to him now.

'Quarter God...throne...is this my throne as a God?'

Right, Desire was a Quarter God, and Desire was able to confirm that fact with Gaud and the Unknown.

And a Quarter God is still a God. That was why it was only right for him to have a throne.

And all in his lifetime did Desire not know about him being a Quarter God. So it is only natural for him to not know about his throne.

However, when Desire came to know that he was a Quarter God, he was suddenly dragged into an unknown place, and that unknown place was telling him to walk to his throne.

The timing was just too perfect to call it a coincidence.

That was why it was pretty easy to connect things now that Desire was aware of the throne's existence.

It was pretty easy to connect that this throne...was Desire's throne as a Quarter God.

Thud! Desire's knees suddenly gave in when he realized these things.

After all, it was definitely shocking for him. Although Desire didn't show that much of a reaction when he came to know that he was a Quarter God, that was just because he had his guards up.

However, now that Gaud wasn't here...and it seems like this place was actually Desire's place as his throne was here...Desire couldn't hold it anymore as chills keep running down his spine.

For some reason, Desire...was feeling relieved now. He was feeling relieved and happy.

After all, who wouldn't be happy about knowing that they had a throne?

The throne was a symbol of power! Desire was weak now, but if he gets his powers as a Quarter God...he would have the power that he always wanted!

And this throne that was right in front of him might be the key for him to have his rightful powers as a Quarter God!

That was why Desire was relieved.

However, things are still not confirmed. The throne might not be his, and even if the throne is his, it doesn't automatically mean that Desire would suddenly get strong.

That was why Desire had to know the answers first before assuming things.

And to know the answers, Desire...have to...

"Walk...I have to walk."

Desire then stood up with shaky legs as he forced himself to walk towards the golden light.

The golden light which Desire believed to be his throne.

"Throne. Throne. Throne. Throne. Throne. Throne." The voices entered Desire's eardrums once more.

And it was a pleasant melody for Desire now as it was something that reminds him of his throne.

"Right...I have to have my throne..." Desire said with his eyes back to normal.