After a while, the pain subsided. The violent and impregnable gale of wind still stood strong, protecting Northern from the outside and the outside from Northern.
He sat down cross-legged, his eyes closed while he patiently waited for his sight to return.
He had tried to enter into the Limitless Void, but that had proved to be another futile task. This time his body didn't even glitch; there was no slight movement.
This caused him to powerlessly sit in the room for a while, internally scrutinizing himself.
As the system had notified, a lot had changed about him, even many things that could be seen in his physical appearance—although he was yet to see himself.
He continually sat there, his arms folded as he waited for whatever was going on to finish happening.
Northern knew that the main reason why he couldn't access the Limitless Void was because of the change that was happening to it due to his soul maturity.
