The Otherworld

Atlas stepped into the second library, which went the same as the first one as more Chaos Goblins attacked when he first entered. Thanks to Void Guard, he blocked the sudden ambush before blasting them away with Void Barrage.

His void magic obliterated hundreds of creatures, clearing a path toward the pedestal where a strange, floating orb hovered at its center. As Atlas approached, a warning flashed through his mind, urging him to step back—just as something slammed into the spot he had been standing moments before.

"What the fuck is it now!" Atlas growled.

As the dust settled, a figure emerged—a human or at least something that resembled one. Chaos mana radiated off him in thick waves, making Atlas tighten his grip on Nightblade, preparing for a fight.

'A Wendigo mixed with Slenderman?' he mused before readying himself to fight.