The moment he arrived on the floor, he was already in that place. It played out like clockwork.
"Are you lost?"
The voice came from a grand and ornate carriage that passed by right as Atlas arrived.
Regardless of his response, the next events were all the same.
"Come with me. We will give you a place to stay."
He was taken in by that person, and "in gratitude," he agreed to become a knight who served them loyally.
It was almost like the perception of time on this floor was intentionally skewed so that it felt unbelievably longer. Atlas' own body told him it had been a week since he came to this floor, but the progression of events in the story of this trial made it feel like he had been serving his "liege" for years.
In this week, he settled into his role. He played his part properly and protected his target, but the trial wasn't easy to complete.
