Chapter 2: Descent

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Silence enveloped us like a suffocating blanket, stretching out over the vast expanse of people amidst the swirling dust clouds. We stood there, stunned and bewildered, as if frozen in time.

As for me, I found myself grappling with a whirlwind of conflicting emotions. It was difficult to make sense of it all; my mind felt like a jumble of tangled wires, unable to process the chaos unfolding before me. Amidst the sea of faces, each bearing a different expression – from tears to laughter – I struggled to find my footing.

"What the fuck..." I muttered under my breath, casting a bewildered glance at those around me. Some were weeping inconsolably, while others seemed to be on the brink of hysteria, their laughter tinged with madness. Meanwhile, a minority did not react at all, rather, they looked intrigued at the incident that transpired before us, some even investigating the dust that lay at their feet.

Taking a deep breath, I attempted to collect my thoughts, but the task proved daunting. I was at a loss, overwhelmed by the sheer magnitude of the situation. It was as if I had been thrust into the middle of a nightmare, with no clear path forward.

"Okay...okay. Think, Al," I murmured to myself, the words feeling hollow and meaningless. Despite my efforts, I couldn't shake the feeling of helplessness that engulfed me. I didn't know what to do, who to turn to, or even where I was.

All I had were the haunting words of Chronos echoing in my mind, a constant reminder of the surreal reality I now found myself in. With a heavy heart, I tore my gaze away from the circus around me and fixed my eyes on the towering structure looming in the distance, its imposing presence a reminder of the unknown ahead.

'He said that tower would give us answers... But before knowing it, we need to know ourselves.' With that, I only had a single word in my mind.

"Status"

As that word escaped my mouth, A vibrant violet status menu popped up in front of my face, just as if I was in a video game.

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[Stats]

Name: Alistair 

Age: 29 

Life Span: 100 years 

Race: Human 

Level: 1 

Exp: 0/10

Health: 100/100 

Mana: ???/??? 

Vitality: (3)

Strength: (3)

Endurance: (3)

Agility: (3)

Magic: (?)

Attribute points: (0)

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[Skills]


Passive Skills 


- ??? 

Active Skills 


- Riftting (Level ?) - ??? 



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" I guess he wasn't lying about the gaming part," I pondered, analyzing my current status.

As my gaze scanned the list, my brow furrowed in confusion.

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