A flash of light passed before Alice's eyes.
When she regained her senses, she had already returned to her wooden cabin.
Yet her mind was still preoccupied with the god's final words.
"The Millennial Apocalypse."
What could it mean?
What kind of cataclysm would be so grave that even a god took it seriously?
Suppressing her thoughts for now, Alice picked up her communicator and began searching for all available information about Daniel.
At the same time, she sent Daniel a friend request.
Moments later, the request was accepted.
Her heart immediately tensed.
After some hesitation, she decided to send him a message.
"Hello, Lord Daniel. This is Alice.
I know we met just a short while ago."
Upon noticing that Daniel didn't act haughty or distant, Alice let out a small sigh of relief.
She hesitated once more, then typed a line on her communicator.
"Lord Daniel, I've only recently become a god's devotee, so I'm not sure what kinds of offerings Lord Crossbridge prefers.
