Cron's Ritual

October 4 I could sense powerful energy from the basement of the Valencia Castle, where the ancient ruins were buried. I thought its power would be strong enough to protect me and the others, but I was wrong. It was tiny when we first met, and before I knew it, it became as powerful as I was. I was afraid of its power and thus had no other choice. It resisted strongly, asking me if I was trying to kill both of us. But the ritual had started and the power was strong enough to seal it. Yes. This could be the end of me. But we'll never know the result unless we try. I screamed in agony. "Get off of me, you bastard!" When I regained my consciousness, I fastened my cloak around me with the pendant where I had sealed the Black Spirit. Gazing at the sun setting over the desert by myself... It seemed like a whole different sight. Now, it is time for me to walk my own path again.