[Fuck you Chrono. These next few curses will make your balls curdle, I promise]
[The Abyssal Cathedral (Astral)]
[Level Maximum: 50]
[Recommended: 15 000 Physical]
[Entry Limit: 50]
[Description: A temple of warship and the pleading tides of a fallen god. Buried beneath the blackened waters of time, history, and deathly oceans, the tides pull at your very soul and crush you beneath their heft. Reach toward the pearly depths and face off against enemies lurking in the dark]
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Sylas stood in the common room of his vessel. To his back, Andromeda was strapped in behind a glass wall as though a throne. It was the main cockpit of the vessel.
This hall, though, was surrounded by floor-to-ceiling windows looking out into the outside world. But from the outside of the vessel, it just looked like a sleek silver exterior. It was a level of one-sided mirror that didn't exist on Earth and was quite fascinating to Sylas when he first saw it.
Now, it was just commonplace.
