Two days had passed since Malrang and I left Blazelia Mountain behind. The night after everything unfolded, we stumbled upon a small cave and decided to rest there. But sadly I was unable to shut my eyes at all.
My mind churned with endless questions: What exactly is a cultivation system? How did that 'Creator' develop the game system and impose it on everyone? How—
The questions swirled relentlessly, turning the night into a nightmare. I think I managed to get a few hours of sleep, though I wasn't entirely sure. Yet, strangely enough, I felt fully rested, as if my body no longer required as much sleep as it once did.
The next morning, we made our way toward the sea I had spotted from the mountain. Its blazing radiance from the night before had faded, replaced by a faint reflection of the nearby Blazelia trees, their fiery glow painting the waters in streaks of light. The brilliance had dimmed, but the sea still called to me, stirring a deep yearning within.
