"Sad, isn't it? this prison." muttered Gideon in a deprecating tone. "forced to relive the moment I made the most painful decision of my life again and again, forever,"
"I guess this prison would be difficult to endure for someone like you," replied Apexion in an indifferent tone as his fate star illuminated the surroundings as it attempted to gaze at the fate of the outer world.
"Someone like me?" Gideon questioned in bewilderment. A second later, his eyes flashed with understanding. "Yes, you're right. Someone like me, who was born at this life tier, I guess would find it much more difficult bearing mental tribulations than those who climb to this rank step by step… I guess you could endure a prison like this easily, oh Pathfinder."
Apexion's fate star stopped shining after concluding that there existed nothing other than this world in the era or prison. He realized,
