Amid the intense pain in his mind, the dust-covered doors of the Memory Palace flickered before Lorenzo's eyes. In a daze, Lorenzo heard the sound of stone grinding, with ancient dust falling and dazzling light shining behind the cracks.
It was almost there; Lorenzo reached out his hand, nearly touching the opened doors. But in an instant, everything calmed down again, sweat trickling down his cheeks as he sat in the chair, gripping the armrests tightly.
The machine continued to roar nearby, but judging from the constantly flashing red light and the incessant beeping of the Geiger Counter in his ears, the results of this test seemed rather ominous.
"Truly fascinating. According to the test results, you've already reached the third stage of erosion, the irreversible third stage. By this logic, you should have turned into a Demon by now," Abigail said.
The medical staff removed the electrodes from the back of Lorenzo's head and treated his wounds with disinfectant.
