[center][img]https://i.ibb.co/FBrdjSk/image.png[/img][h3]Malphas
Freedom[/h3][@Rune_Alchemist][@Click This][/center]
Despite it being the worst possible place to doze off at, Malphas decided to do just that. As he slowly lifted himself from reality and into the dreamscape, he saw images of the kingdom he has been promised, the followers he has been guaranteed, and the heavenly visage he has already been bestowed. There were many paths Malphas had began to think of to reach this fully realized dream, however. Perhaps the time he spent waiting for the others was a waste, and he could start it out on his own? Or perhaps the company is welcome in the strange lands?

Who cares? Time to nap!

It was a shame that such a nice rest had to end. Getting struck in the head by a book would have been quite the rude awakening had Malphas dozed off. Instead, he was awake enough to react with an audible "ow!" before examining what has befallen on him. Taking a glance at the book's title as well as a skin of some of its context had answered Malphas's questions, realizing that what he has in his hand is more than what he needs to start his kingdom!

"[color=lightblue]Thank you, O Goddess! Statues of your feet will grace the halls of my kingdom forevermore![/color]" Malphas proclaimed, kissing the book as he hopped right back up. He was oblivious to the true bearer of this book, much less the sword that might have fallen right next to him. Instead, Malphas cradled the book like a child as he marches forth towards the direction of the mountains.