The energy radiating from the shard felt exactly the same as the contaminants Ethan had encountered before, and the realization settled in quickly. This thing had come from the Divine Realm. A Divine Shard, that was what they called it. Supposedly, if someone gathered all four, they could claim a divine seat, ascend beyond everything.
But standing here now, feeling the constant pull of it, Ethan knew better. The endless, creeping seduction that seeped into his mind told a very different story. There was nothing holy about this thing. Nothing good.
No wonder Yurix had ended up like that. The shard must have corrupted him long before Ethan ever met him.
