Before I woke up, I had a dream about the end of the world. At first, it felt like a vivid nightmare that left me shaken. But as I slowly woke up, I realized that the dream was the pre-ending scene of my own novel. I am Zio Varrez, an unnamed character in my own book, and to my disappointment, an extra. As I lived in my novel's world, I couldn't help but feel that my existence was meaningless. But what made it worse was the fact that the ending of my book was the end of the world - a bad ending. I knew I had to do something to become strong enough to change the world's fate, even if it meant altering the story I once knew completely. Little did I know, there was more to this world than I realized, and the journey I was about to embark on would uncover secrets that I never even imagined. "I thought I knew everything about the world, but as I lived and experienced it, I realized there was so much more to it than I ever imagined." === Daily update! === Author note: The story is going on rather slow pace, expect the boredom for the early 60 chapters
"How long are we here already?" Albus asked, already feeling bored from climbing down the stairs.
The man walking in front of him glanced at him over his shoulder, his face covered by the mask. Due to the lack of light, Albus could not see the man's eyes through the eye socket. It was dark. An endless void of darkness.
"Three hours, twenty-seven minutes, and eleven seconds," Newcomer replied.
Pulling his gaze away from the 'void', Albus looked into another void in the center of the spiral stairways.
"And strangely, I don't feel tired."
"It's fifteen seconds now."
Albus glanced at Newcomer, his eyes frowned.
"Not needed. But, thanks, I guess."
Shrugging his shoulder, followed by a smirk, Newcomer stared down at the void for a moment before looking at Albus again and said:
"Remember when I said you could just jump to reach the bottom?"
Albus raised his eyebrow, his mouth tightly closed.