Somewhere on the tenth floor.
A shadowy figure, using a pickaxe, dug up the ground, slicing through the roots and rocks with ease.
It was already dark, and it was strange for someone to be digging in the middle of the forest. It was almost like a horror movie.
At that moment, the pickaxe smashed through the ground and hit something solid. A putrid smell filled the air.
The pickaxe happened to strike a strange coffin that was buried in this forest.
The figure quickly smashed the coffin open with the pickaxe, and there was a skeleton inside that still had flesh clinging to its bones.
Its skeleton fingers were holding a box tightly.
The figure didn't care about respecting the dead and ripped the box off its fingers.
Without further ado, he opened the box, and there was a single golden pill there—a pill that was letting out a musical melody that was both haunting and beautiful.
"This is it…"
