Fin II

The rogue god continued with his killing. He explored the entirety of the maze, killing those who were lost and those who weren't alike. He was merciless, but none could blame him for his ruthlessness.

Outside the maze, a neatly dressed handsome middle-aged man was holding a small orb. This man wore the classical attire of any butler - a white shirt paired with a pair of black trousers, and a black vest. His eyes shone with a golden colour as he stared at the orb he held in his hand. His eyes were ancient and seemed to contain the mysteries of the world. With them, he could see anything; and he did see everything.

"To think I would meet him here as well," Butler Fin's brightly shinning eyes slowly dimmed and returned to normal. He slowly put the orb he held away, almost as if there was no need to look at what was happening in the maze he had created. And indeed, there wasn't; for the one who Butler Fin had seen through those eyes of his was bound to be the one to escape his maze this