Having checked up on the others and knowing that they would be okay under the guidance of Dame, Raze could finally move on his own in peace. What he was to deal with now was his own business, his own problems that were related to Alter.
The pills could wait, since this was something that was far more important for him to experience. What Raze needed to be careful of, though, was if there was anyone around him, or anyone that would interrupt what he was about to do.
He had walked out of the city of Repton, checking behind him a few times here and there, trying to see if anyone was following him. He noticed no footsteps and imagined it would be hard with the vast wasteland in between for anyone to hide.
'Now that I've met a Pagna warrior that is also a mage, I need to be careful who hears and learns about what,' Raze thought.
There was the perfect place, an area that was away from the eyes of all the others, and that was the cave. A few large built-up flat rocks that built half of what looked like a mountain were up ahead.
Climbing up, Raze could hardly see the city in the distance, but judging by the formations he could see, it was the same area as before. As he searched, he soon found the fake rock formation that covered the hole.
Just like before, he took a step through with confidence. The wall wrapped slightly, shaking like a lake of water. After passing through, it steadied, making it impossible to tell there was a cave entrance with the naked eye from outside.
The cavern was quite spacious, more so than Raze remembered. The last time he was here, he had arrived with all the others, so it felt a bit more cramped. There was ample room to do a number of spells if need be, and he was already imagining that the Dark Faction Founder had used it as a base to test a few of his skills.
He could see some crude formations in the rocks here and there that looked unnatural. In fact, even the cavern itself seemed unnatural and man-made.
'I'm also working off the presumption that the Dark Faction Founder is dead, but he could still be alive as well, especially if he managed to reach the Divine warrior stage,' Raze thought.
Either way, he was sure he would find out soon. In the center of the cavern Raze placed the metal block on the floor. This didn't need a magic circle to open; instead, it just needed the faintest bit of magic. Yet there was a larger issue at hand.
That was whether or not the device was locked. Raze wasn't joking when he said the metal block was more like a diary. It was a unique diary that could be used in many ways. Notes, videos, audio recordings, and so on could be placed.
Equally, it meant the diary could be locked, and it could be locked in many ways. Only reacting to a certain type of magic, only reacting to magic being used in a certain way, or being left open for anyone to access as long as they knew how to turn it on, which was through the use of magic.
'I'm hoping it will just work with the use of magic to turn it on; otherwise, it's going to be a series of trial and error.'
It would even be harder than trying to guess a 4-digit pin number lock. However, there were ways to narrow down the uses, and from the use of other spells, one could narrow down the ways of unlocking the device.
'If this thing was left at the Demonic Faction base and not taken with him, I'm going to assume he wanted it to be found. No ordinary Pagna warrior could open this anyway. So why leave it behind?'
With this thought in his mind, Raze activated his Dark magic as he pressed both of his hands together. A small mist appeared and flowed directly to the metal block. As it touched it, the center of the device lit up, showing a large letter I.
For now, Raze was ignoring the marking and ignoring the anger that it would usually cause to rise in him; finally, that's when a voice was heard playing.
"How many years will it be until someone finds this?" A voice played out.
It was a success! There was no lock on the device, and as Raze had expected, it was placed as a way intended for someone to find it.
"I can't divulge as much as I wish because this may very well fall into the hands of those who I am not very fond of, and if they have found this, well, F*Ck you."
Raze couldn't help but smirk at the comment; he seemed to be liking this person whoever they were, as he still wasn't sure if it was the Dark Faction founder or not.
"In my hopes of this not falling into the wrong hands, I have traveled to the Demonic Faction, an area full of strong Pagna warriors that seem to have the least amount of influence from our world."
"I'm not sure how much the person who finds this knows or not, but I am clearly talking about the world of Alterian."
This had fitted in so far with what Raze had read in the cave walls; more and more likely he felt was a message passed on from the Dark Faction Founder.
"When I came to this world, I was at a loss, but the people of Pagna treated me well, and I only wished to protect them as best as I could. But it seems the Mages, as well as the Otherworlders who have entered, do not care for the people the same way as I do.
"The line between good and bad is thinning by the day, and I do not know who to trust. Currently, in my possession, I hold the god-tier item, the Atlas Orb. It seems like everyone is after it, and once again, if those that have hunted me down like a dog are listening to this, then I hope you get eaten alive by a horde of flesh-eating bugs!"
A god-tier item was the highest-ranking item known in the magic world. According to Alter, they were items that had great influence on the world itself. That was how much power they held.
It made Raze wonder why the Dark Faction Founder had such an item to begin with, but with such a thing, he could understand why Alter would be after him, if what they stated was true.
He imagined that Alter already had a few God-tier items that were sealed away.
"If you thought I was going to reveal the location of the item, then you are a fool. If you really want it, then you will just have to find me, and to do so, you will need to use any tools you can.
"However, there is a reason why I have left this message, because I am afraid that I am not enough. No, I know that I am not enough, and so I need help, and maybe my help will help you as well."
"I never wished to return to the magic world of Alterian, but due to the situation and the troubles, I have had to try to find a way. They seem to already know a way how, but if you, stranger, are following in my footsteps and are on the same path as me, then maybe you will need this as well, a way back to Alterian."