[Eon's POV: ]
I stepped into the room, feeling a rush of nostalgia washing over me… I was back.
The air shimmered with a soft glow inside this room, illuminating a space filled with magical artifacts and floating books. Each book had intricate designs, its pages fluttering as if caught in a gentle breeze.
The place had been closed off for a long time now. The air of oldness in this place, which had been present back then as well, was now even deeper.
This room was not like the rest of the places in the tower. There was a certain feeling of belonging to it. The Mana density inside the room was also lower compared to the outside, in fact, I got a certain home-like feeling when I was in there.
'It is the same right now as well.'
In one corner, a wall displayed an array of photographs, each framed in ornate borders that seemed to pulse with energy. The images inside of it must be moving in a magical manner, showcasing the live moment when it was clicked.
