On the sixth day, Louis continued trying to control his subconscious. It was a difficult situation, which had to be extended into the seventh day.
His path seemed to be through a thorny place or one with enormous rocks that blocked his way. He couldn't get through. It wasn't just failing for the sake of failing; it was failing even when it shouldn't.
It's failing at a time when everything seems perfect.
So the hours passed, and soon the first week had come to an end.
Although he had passed the other levels with relative ease, or at least saw progress, there was no progress for a long time in this one.
On the night of the last day of the first week, he meditated on it, trying to find something that would give him a clue.
He read the grimoires he had bought, which taught him various spells of different levels. There were spells of levels 1, 2, 3, and even 4.
