After spending twelve days studying his body avatar, Arankar finally decided to try something.
He brought his already weary consciousness to a black whirlpool with the lowest pressure.
His consciousness could only go near that whirlpool since it was not strong enough to approach others.
The whirlpools were all different, as each of them had a faint colorful pattern that would occasionally appear.
When Arankar made a complete picture of those patterns after observing each whirlpool for hours, those complete patterns turned into names in his mind as they oozed out ancient intents.
The whirlpool he was about to approach was called the Gate of Aureus Ichor.
As his consciousness got sucked into the whirlpool, he encountered a golden gate with reddish-gold vein patterns.
'Wonderful!'
Arankar did not think even for a full second before he slammed his consciousness into the door.
And opened it.
