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God of Adaptation

This is a story of a forsaken boy born in the dark side of the world. Threading in the darkness, the boy soon adapted to it. Now, with the power of darkness in his grasp, he set out to find the light.

CheekyForehead · Fantasía
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159 Chs

Aftermath

A few moments earlier…

'Where am I?'

Regis felt himself floating in the middle of an empty black space.

Nothing could be seen, touched, felt, heard, and smelled. It was an empty void of nothingness.

'The Count! I still need to defend Pandora and Killian…!'

Remembering his situation, his blood-red eyes widened in urgency as he tried to look around the void.

However, he couldn't even sense if he was really "looking" in a different direction.

The space was pure block.

This made it possible for him to determine whether he was moving or not.

'What is this!?'

He felt suffocated, like he was in a dream and he was aware that he was in a dream, but he couldn't wake himself up.

It felt really weird, he could feel panic slowly setting in his heart as time passed by.

Regis continued looking around the void.

However, no matter how hard he looked, there was nothing.