Adam opens his eyes again, once again becoming conscious in this chaotic, ruthless reality.
The last thing he remembers is the altar. His god, Cerun-Kha, the god that helped him claw his way upon the greasy pole of Ranas politics, has spoken directly to him. He accepted his plea for help, and he promised to destroy his enemy, the Wraith.
The god of fissures and opportunity did not ask much in exchange for his assistance. What he wanted was the corpse of the Wraith and everything it had on.
Then, a golden light enveloped Adam, and he didn't know what happened next.
Now, he can see that he has returned to his office. In front of him are the notorious Wraith and Psychotic Detective. The two figures that he's afraid of the most. The only people that can ruin him.
Adam shivers. He's here, and they're alive. This can only mean one thing. His god, Cerun-Kha, has failed.
Adam's lips tremble.
"What did you do to my God?"
"I sent him back to where he came from," Blaze says.
