[ Provision Heir Candidate: Chronos Astral ]
[ Stage 2 : Completed ]
[ Proceeding to Stage 3 ]
As the familiar ethereal voice echoed through the chamber once again, a chilling silence settled over Chronos.
There was the usual absence of any reward, but this time there was not even a glimmer of healing light…
His triumph had turned into disillusionment, and the room seemed to respond to his disappointment.
Suddenly…
Block by block, the floor beneath Chronos began to crumble away, plunging him into an abyss of darkness.
His descent was swift, and he could feel the void engulfing him, erasing his very essence.
Panic seized his heart as he tried to grasp onto anything that could anchor him to his existence.
But it was futile.
Chronos felt his skin dissipate, as if it were melting away into nothingness.
