Shadow Mana Art

Click...

As the metal door creaked open, I quickly slipped into the dimly lit room and took in my surroundings.

It was a normal room, no different from the hallway I had just run through.

Sheets of color-changing metal were covering its walls, reflecting the hazy glow of the single flickering light bulb hanging from the ceiling, casting eerie shadows.

However, in the middle of the room stood an ancient contraption, an altar engraved with mysterious symbols and adorned with faded remnants of once vibrant tapestries.

On top of it, lay a book.

An old, dark tome with a cover that had a strange symbol etched onto it.

It was the Shadow Mana Art.

"Finally..."

I whispered to myself, my heart pounding in my chest.

"I've finally found it..."

Taking a step forward, I felt my entire body tingle with anticipation.

This was the culmination of months of tireless training and constant mental pressure.