The second gateway was much grander than the initial one, also wider, gleaming with an almost whitish sheen, both the pole and the arc.
The lady stopped at the beginning of the black metallic steps and signaled with her hand for Northern to continue up, keeping as straight a face as she could manage.
Northern did as she instructed, walking to the center of the gateway and sincerely hoping that there was going to be no issue this time around.
The reason for the malfunction was very simple.
The gateway counted the quantity of souls and transported them, and in some cases, the quality of souls.
If Northern were to be literal, his soul was a very robust world that now held within it thousands of souls. If this object was as potent as its reputation suggested, then that meant it wasn't counting Northern as just one soul, but rather as thousands of souls.
This was due to all the souls in the Limitless Void.
