Atticus's Odyssey: Reincarnated Into A Playground novel Chapter 1405

Chapter 1405: Awe

Awe.

It was a feeling Thora seldom felt. The major reason was the lack of any events that ever moved her.

The last time her heart had pounded this fast was during her childhood, when she watched her mother die right in front of her.

Her mother had hidden her inside a compartment in her room, with one order; do not to come out, no matter what you witness.

That night, Thora had obeyed and, as a result, found her heart pounding for the first time in her life.

After then, even on the run, her life had been devoid of any thrill.

Except tonight.

’Who the hell is this boy...’ Thora clutched her chest tightly, feeling the rapid beat of her heart slamming against her rib cage.

The world had ceased to know sound.

The Will Guard had paused their slaughter of the Resistance army. And in the midst of the carnage, Thora and the rest of the army watched as the absolute darkness of the night broke, and the sun descended upon the world.

The Resistance army felt their power returning. Their wounds healed, and weapons trembled with light. Yet, at that moment, no one even so much as twitched.

Golden rays cascaded upon a lone figure who now stood at the heart of the battlefield. All eyes turned to him.

For most, it was disbelief. But for Thora, it was something deeper. The rapid thumping of her heart quickened. Her blood boiled.

’He brought back the light...’

Thora wasn’t sure what shocked her the most, her clearly insane thoughts, or the fact that she’d just witnessed it.

During the past few weeks of working with the enigmatic Sentinels, she had seen and accepted the absoluteness of their strange but powerful technology.

After all, it had held control over an entire world, even from its god.

Yet, a boy, not even the world’s god, had overridden its effects. Had brought back the light from darkness.

’Who should I choose...’ Thora felt her mind churn. She could feel it; there was never a better time than now to make her choice.

The enigmatic Sentinels whose existence was buried in secrets... or the boy who somehow moved her heart?

In the midst of her thoughts, the boy finally spoke...

"It’s not your fault."

Anorah’s eyes were wide open as she clutched One’s lifeless body tightly.

She stared at the back before her, broad and more unyielding than anything she’d seen.

Tears streamed down her cheeks, yet she listened as he spoke.

"You didn’t do this," Atticus said. His voice was filled with coldness that chilled the battlefield, yet all she felt was warmth.

"You’re not responsible for his death. Or for the hundreds that died here."

Though he didn’t turn to face her, his eyes fixed on the Sentinels ahead. Somehow, Anorah felt seen, as if those calm, ocean blue eyes were already looking straight into her.

And when he finally glanced back, she felt her heart slow. His gaze said everything: I’m here now. It’s all over.

"None of this is your fault," Atticus said quietly. "So stop blaming yourself."

Anorah’s grip on One tightened.

Verify captcha to read the contentVerify