In the mystical depths of the spirit world, where countless mysteries and unknown horrors existed, Adam found himself…
Falling once again.
The raven-haired youth struggled to steady himself as he plummeted downward like a broken kite. He gritted his teeth and screamed inwardly:
Why the hell am I always falling in this place?!!
Despite having achieved some surface-level comprehension of the ability Spirit World Traversal, which he had inherited from Valerian, he still found it difficult to get a hold of himself.
The wind assaulted him from all sides. Was it the wind? Or was it water? Or was it nothing? He, in fact, did not know. Something assaulted him from all sides, making it difficult to steady himself. Moreover, he did not even know if he was falling downward or soaring upward.
All he knew was that he was in motion, gaining speed with each second that passed. But it sure felt like he was falling down, down, and even deeper into the void.
