Day 28 — Gold Spirit After leaving the silent Giant Rock Beast behind, Matteo followed a road that seemed older than the mountains themselves. The stones beneath his feet were worn smooth, as if countless travelers had walked there long before him. The path led to a vast golden sanctuary. Broken pillars stood like ancient guardians around a circular arena, and warm sunlight bathed everything in a glowing amber light. A small group of quiet figures gathered in the center, all looking upward. Matteo followed their gaze. High above the ruins, emerging from the golden clouds, appeared the Gold Spirit. Its immense form floated in the sky like a living sun — a radiant being with a flowing beard of light, muscles shaped from molten gold, and a halo spinning slowly behind its head like a celestial coin. The clouds themselves seemed to bend around its presence. Unlike the wild spirits Matteo had met before, this one felt… regal. Ancient. The people below stood in silence, not of fear, reverence. The Gold Spirit slowly opened its glowing eyes, and for a brief moment, its gaze passed over Matteo. In that instant, the boy felt something strange As if the spirit could weigh the worth of every heart standing below. The golden light shimmered gently across the ruins… and Matteo wondered what the spirit had seen within him.