Cesar actually didn't know what to think at this point. His mind was overloaded with thinking that he was incapable of adding more.
He was still going at the same pace but he wasn't sure which direction he would take when the only way to advance was forward.
All this thinking vanished the moment however when he saw something a hundred meters away from his position.
"Ahh..."
What he saw up front was a wall, not on the same walls at the side, but right in the middle of the hallway he was supposed to pass.
And right in the middle of the wall was an ancient wooden door with intricate engravings that seemed to suck his every attention right at it
Blankly staring at the ancient door, Cesar's fire that had been extinguished a moment ago has been ignited with hope once more. This kind of hope is such a cursed yet addicting thing to have.
Yet it was all he had.
It was a single lining of hope left at this point.
