Opening my eyes, I was in a lake of magma, drifting peacefully. The magma traveled through different tunnels underground, which I had created before I had logged out.
The feeling of swimming in magma was similar to entering a hot tub after a long, exhausting day.
The network of tunnels that I created underground so that the magma flowed properly was complex.
It felt almost instinctual. I'm guessing it must've been passed on through the obsidian dragon bloodline.
I had to fight against these natural instincts not to dig straight underground until I found the core of the planet and curl up inside the burning mass of energy.
The sensation was so soothing that I decided to stay for a few more hours just to relax before finally resurfacing.
I was still in the demon kingdom of Kronus. The land was barren, and I could even taste the acidity in the soil.
No plant can survive here, or any living thing for that matter. It's a miracle how the demons survived here for so long.
