Regret [3]

Crack! Crack! Crack!

...Crack!

Like a mirror scattering into pieces, the whole world around me got scattered into countless fragments while the cold dark void engulfed my whole existence.

***

Eight hours, 56 minutes.

Eight hours, 57 minutes.

Eight hours, 58 minutes.

Eight hours, 59 minutes.

Nine hours.

Boom!

I felt a strange sensation stirring within me; it was the birth of my Mana Core, a crystalline nexus of white-colored energy.

***

[5085 IC]

At the very end of the hall, there were several big black circular masses floating in the air. They were the portals, the entrances to the dungeon.

The portals were continuously twitching and rotating in the air.

It felt like the world had stopped; my legs became heavy, and my breathing roughened a little just due to the high dense mana around the gate.