Translations:Codex: Tower of Trials/136/en

Release that would never come, as it turned out. Forto didn’t care. Didn’t even think about how he was long past the limits of his endurance, because there was something so gradual about it all that meant he could bear it - no, that he craved it. Perfection was to be savored, and if he could savor perfection forever, wasn’t that something like heaven? Attended to by angels, worshiping a goddess ad infinitum, pleasure climbing higher and higher, straining towards an ideal he’d never...quite...reach.