[We have arrived at the Outer Ring. Please depart.]
The mechanical voice echoed throughout the train as it slowed to a stop.
Sam stepped off calmly, his expression unreadable as always.
He didn't waste time looking around or soaking in the view.
The moment his feet touched solid ground, Sam closed his eyes.
He reached inward, focusing on the energy of the forsaken realm, the unnatural force that connected him to the layers.
He thought clearly and firmly about his destination. The second layer.
Ding!
A panel appeared right away.
[Which layer do you wish to enter?]
[→ Second]
Sam raised his hand and reached out toward the glowing option, but just as his fingers got close, the bad feeling from earlier hit him even harder.
A chill climbed up his spine, not fear, but instinct.
Something was wrong with this layer. Something that didn't want him there.
Still, he wasn't going to hesitate.
[Proceed.]
The moment he clicked it, the panel changed again.
[Very well, Primordial.]
