Chapter-182

[Zeve’s POV]

When I opened my eyes, I was hovering somewhere that looked like a massive, endless ocean of stars and night. I didn’t feel the need to breathe. Even though it was pitch black with a twinkling of a galaxy of stars, I could see everything clearly.

I was dressed in a dress made of white and canary light that originated with dense light around my chest and flowed to my ankle; the light became thinner. The hem of the dress was constantly dissolving into millions of scintillas.

I looked around for Amor, but I was the only soul in the place that looked like space. I opened my mouth, but I couldn’t speak. I looked around frantically.

I remember I was in the Healer Stagnum with Amor, then there was a burst of light, and then…

‘Fear not.’ My heart forgot to beat when the harmoniously warm and gentle voice suffused in my ears. I looked around, but there was no one. ‘This is your origin.’

My origin? Does she mean the origin of my magic? Two lights shot towards one another like shoot