Meanwhile in the Infinity Maze, in the abyss, Alex who previously planned to devour the abyss, the curse faced an unexpected resistance. Monsters began to be born trying to stop him, therefore he could only fight them to slowly weaken the curse.
Currently, Alex's raven long hair plastered to his forehead with sweat, was a whirlwind of motion. One moment, a glinting longsword blurred in his hand, cleaving a monstrous beast in two. The next, he'd nock an arrow with practiced ease, the projectile finding its mark with unerring accuracy. Then, a gun materialized in his grasp, the deafening crack echoing through the inky blackness as he blasted another monstrosity into oblivion.
These weren't ordinary beasts. They were grotesque entities birthed from the very essence of the Infinity Maze – creatures of shadow and nightmare given form. Each one, a snarling amalgamation of teeth and claws, lunged at Alex with a primal hunger.
