In a slightly spacious office with a common background, a youth with grey hair and eyes could be seen cultivating. There were strong spirit energy fluctuations coming from him that it created a vortex that sucked spirit energy into his body.
The corrosive substance that was also siphoned inside was endlessly devoured by his shadow, which turned inkier and darker with each and every passing second.
That youth was naturally Grey. After the spinning vortex of Spirit energy disappeared, he slowly opened his eyes. There, a faint glimmer of purple shone that would make anyone present not to fall on the floor with a strong sense of nausea and vertigo.
Grey checked the time and saw that it was close to midnight. He then remembered his plan of going on a midnight hunt for wanted criminals. So it was a good thing he had woken up.
Grey could feel that the Ninth level was getting closer, all he needed was a wild push to get him over the edge.
