"According to what I experienced before… Such distance… Hmm… It will take roughly a month," I looked at the map, tried to compare the distance separating me and that door to the core underground world with the entire map.
Well, it was wrong! It took almost one month and a half months to get there. The world was already silent, and travelling for so long without having anything else to do was deadly boring.
"At last!" I was so damn eager to get out of this place. It was weird. I always craved peace and tranquillity, but when I got them here I wasn't as happy as I thought.
It seemed I got infected with the hectic atmosphere back at the apocalypse. I wanted action, wanted to fight, to struggle and keep winning despite all odds.
And standing at this big gate made me realise that I was going to live through those hectic battles again.
This gate wasn't as huge as the gates I found at the paths. But what made it give me such a terrifying feeling was the air emitted from it.