Fwish!
Sam opened his eyes, and for the first time in what felt like a long stretch of endless dying and reviving, he woke up inside his [Primordial Space].
The shift was always jarring, but right now it struck harder than usual, because he had been dying repeatedly in an instant, each death giving him only the smallest fraction of a moment to think.
And now his mind landed in this place again, this strange realm filled with thousands of watching eyes that had accompanied him for so long.
The countless eyes surrounding him were still there, covering the vast darkness with their unblinking presence, yet somehow they felt different than before.
Their aura was deeper, heavier, far more intense, as if every death he went through sharpened their attention and pulled them closer.
[We've arrived at the final destination.]
One panel appeared. Another followed right after.
[I knew this one would reach the "Soul Realm"]
[Sure, but the problem now is he needs to defeat the rest.]
