Ethan stared blankly at the glowing message in front of him, tension crawling down his spine like ice water.
> [System Notification]
Warning: User's corpse is approaching critical reanimation threshold…
His jaw clenched.
"If that Prime reanimates my body, everything's going to spiral. Fast."
He paced across the cabin, mind racing. The thought alone chilled him—his body, moving around with undead instincts, possibly remembering fragments of his own life.
Would it still think like him? Would it know about Gray? About the altar?
He didn't want to take the risk and find out it was better to find a solution.
"Damn it… I don't even know what a reanimated me could do. But I don't want to take that risk."
He looked at the barrier shielding the cabin, knowing the safety was temporary. His mind screamed for a solution.
"Why does the Sanctum even leave my corpse behind?! This wouldn't be happening if I just poofed entirely after dying!"
