Adam was more focused on what was going on in his subconscious. He had managed to pass through the path of thorns. He was now looking at a platform with six giant sword overflowing with a scarlet and crimson liquid. Chains dangled around and the bloodied shackles greeted him.
Adam turned and saw a stone tablet. Blood oozed on it as the liquid dropped from every inch of the stone tablet. A simple, profound and short sentence, like a poem, was inscribed of it and blood was cutting out the characters.
"Strange! I haven't seen this type of language before. Who cares. I just want the power." Adam said as he looked into the tablet. He felt he was familiar with it. He wanted to look closely, but he just wanted this to be completed as soon as possible.
