Eric grasped the mental lantern and stood up from his throne. He turned around and glanced at the vast expanse of crimson ocean behind the throne, seemingly no ending. However, his eyes narrowed, appearing to see something beyond the illusion of his perception.
He kept his right arm straight and moved behind the throne, descending from the mountain of bones. He thought. This mental sea I believed before was endless actually has limits. Especially, there, as if preventing me from entering.
That was then he realized the mental sea was only a gate, like an exterior place, hiding something more behind his very existence.
After descending the mountain of bones and sauntering for an hour, he stopped.
