Section 172: Another You (Part One)

Opening his eyes, Malin stared at the unfamiliar ceiling for a moment before turning his head to look beside him; there was no sign of Clovis, and the soft large bed was also gone.

Sitting up, he found himself sleeping on the floor, in the small room he first laid eyes on when he came to this world.

It was a basement in the Southern District.

At this moment, dust ruled the room, and Malin saw a tiny skeleton in the corner, clutching its knees; he fell silent for a while—how had he entered the crevice again?

Was this the timeline where he couldn't escape this room and ultimately starved to death?

Glancing at his own hands, the World Tree Sapling hadn't followed him, so Malin subconsciously initiated the Sacred Dwelling; no wails of souls being delivered as expected, nor were there any screams of Spirits at death's door; finally, Malin walked to the room's door, stretched out his hand to push it, and then kicked the door open with one foot.