It was finally time… to put on my most difficult and most painful performance ever.
With those thoughts, I stepped through the door, my cloak fluttering behind me. Which, by the way, was fake too. There was no way in hell my trusted ally would have stayed this quiet while I was slowly being gulped in like this.
I even blamed myself for not noticing it in the previous loops.
Seriously… what the fuck was I even doing?
The moment I stepped in, an intense smell greeted me.
Tsk… why did it have to make everything so damn realistic?
But I didn't bother worrying about it because I had far more horrifying things to deal with than standing here and gawking at the atmosphere.
The hall was far too vast for even thousands of people to gather comfortably and yet, it felt even more massive because of the space compression technology.
