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Era of Players: Death God

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Nickaido · Fantaisie
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240 Chs

7th Floor

Noah stood before a massive, imposing door, its surface etched with intricate symbols and patterns. A holographic display materialized in front of him, presenting a single, enigmatic question:

[I have no beginning. I have no end.

I am always coming, but also always going.

I am essential to all life, yet can be destructive.

What am I?]

A sense of anticipation and challenge stirred within Noah. He knew this was more than just a riddle; it was a test, a gatekeeper to the next level.

Noah pondered the riddle, his mind racing. The words echoed in his head, each phrase a puzzle piece. He visualized the concepts, trying to find a common thread.

[I have no beginning. I have no end.] Time, perhaps? Or maybe something more abstract.

[I am always coming, but also always going.]

Time again, or maybe a natural force like wind or water.

[I am essential to all life, yet can be destructive.]