Five days Earlier (in Real Time)
Percival stared at the grand expedition entering the tornado – the mouth of the Abyss of Nightmares.
He steadied his heart and followed them.
A shift occurred.
He felt the sensation of teleportation, and his feet were about to touch the ground when something yanked at him.
The space around him twisted. Powerful turbulence appeared.
Percival's fate affinity activated. Thousands, if not tens of thousands, of threads appeared in Percival's vision.
Among them, one golden thread was pulling him, stopping him from reaching the Abyss.
A green and red thread were tangled around that golden thread.
The red thread was about to break the green thread, but the golden thread was mediating them.
Percival could sense it.
If he reached the Abyss, the green thread – the one depicting the Fate of Life – would be broken by the red thread – the Fate of Death.
The golden thread – his Fate of Fortune – summoned a dark bluish thread.
