"Waaah–!" He yelled out.
Though as he fell, again he recollected what happened last time as he was given a comfortable landing from a bed of violet flowers, which had a silky, almost cloud-like softness to them.
"Oh…right, thanks again, flowers," he quietly showed his gratitude before picking himself up.
If this is playing out the exact same way as last time, then what should be down here is that statue…He thought.
As he looked up, he predicted as much as he found himself staring at the eye-shaped statue that was somewhat hidden by vines: the "Origin Altar."
When seeing that enigmatic, statuesque eye, a shiver ran down his spine as he remembered what happened the last time he came into contact with it.
"You're not worthy–yet"--that's what I was told before being kicked out without a second word. I wonder…am I worthy now? At least give me the requirements before sending me packing, he thought.
