"Hah… This is very long. So high," Amon muttered.
He walked along the path made of roots and wood, attached to the inner side of the tree. It was in upward direction in circular ascent. Like spiral around the inside of Celestial tree.
Stomp! Stomp!
His steps were calm and steady. He was not in a hurry. But now, an hour had passed. He had already traveled a long distance, yet there was still no end in sight.
At times, the path narrowed so much that Amon had to slow down and move with extreme caution. One wrong step, and he would fall straight into the darkness below.
As he continued forward, the road became increasingly uneven. In several places, the path was broken in the middle, forcing Amon to jump across the gaps.
Each leap required careful timing and balance, the abyss yawning beneath him as a constant reminder of the danger.
Sometimes, after clearing a difficult section, Amon would sit down against the rough wooden surface to rest.
