As time slowly passed inside the tunnel, Levi went from throwing a tantrum every single day to doing so every hour.
The test was grueling.
Sitting in one place doing nothing of substance for even a single month was hard. Three years was another thing entirely. Levi clearly hadn't signed up for this mentally and it showed with every outburst that bounced off the cave walls.
But as Levi slowly went insane, Leon sat there unfazed.
His mind was his toughest attribute, forged through countless experiences until time had stopped being something that pressed against him.
It was only a measure.
Three months passed.
Then four.
Soon half a year was gone.
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At this point Levi seemed to have finally given up.
The tantrums stopped. The cursing stopped. It coiled into itself and began secreting a strange sticky liquid, coating its own body in it slowly until it was sealed inside a makeshift cocoon.
Leon watched it for a second.
"Finally some quiet."
