Roland's gaze lingered on the description of [Rift Walker] for a long time, a strange feeling stirring within him.
This was no longer a Trait that passively endured the effects of time, but something else…
The possibility of actively reaching into the dimension of Space-Time.
He took a deep breath and decided to make a preliminary attempt.
Closing his eyes, he withdrew his focus from his physical senses. He tried to follow the abstruse guidance in the Trait's description and "feel" the "texture" of the space around him.
At first, there was only darkness and silence, mingled with the faint noise from downstairs.
But gradually, as he slowly extended a minuscule thread of Spiritual Power, guided by his newfound instinctive Space-Time Affinity, the world began to change within his Perception.
The hard wooden walls, the thick floorboards, the still air…
On the spatial backdrop formed by these ordinary things, extremely faint and fleeting "ripples" began to emerge.
