All the quests he received throughout everything he did were faded in to the background. For Walker, the quests were not important since he was always doing what they asked anyways. So much so that he felt the world and existence had made them fall behind in his focus on purpose.
So far, Walker and the others had always be doing what was best for the to do regardless of what else had been going on. Yet here he was, a quest so loudly pushed toward him that he had not even been able to resist it.
Even more so, he could feel that the quest was not the same. It was pushed at him in a different format that made it appear it was hand crafted to be handled by him.
This was all a lot to handle since now Walker felt a greater threat than what he had ever sensed before. This was not at all like when he had faced the demon king or even the immortal king. Both were not the same.
