The familiar sensation of distorted space surrounded him once more.
Everything became weightless.
His surroundings blurred into countless streaks of crimson light.
Then, his feet touched solid ground.
A gentle breeze brushed past him.
The oppressive crimson sky once again stretched endlessly overhead.
Jagged black mountains rose from the horizon like enormous fangs, while vast plains of cracked earth extended farther than the eye could see.
The dungeon was exactly as he remembered.
Silent.
Ancient.
Endless.
Alix slowly surveyed his surroundings.
Unlike the adventurers entering for fortune...
He had no need to worry about conserving supplies or avoiding danger.
This dungeon was one of the few places capable of piquing his curiosity.
The last time he entered, he had merely explored the outer region.
His goal had been to determine whether the dungeon possessed value.
Now, he already had his answer.
It was extraordinarily valuable.
