RUMBLE...
Outside the pure white, glass-like ocean of Celestial Thunder Gang Wind, a series of abstract, distorted images churned endlessly.
Spacetime was inverted, a bizarre and motley spectacle.
It seemed that with a single step, one could fall into unknown places, much like standing over the Reincarnation Pool and gazing into different worlds.
But this 'rebirth' was no smooth sailing.
Beyond those abstract images, layer after layer of Chaos-colored vortex storms ceaselessly spewed a dangerous, destructive aura.
Without foolproof preparations, stepping in rashly meant an eighty percent chance of being lost and annihilated into nothingness within the temporal storm, and a nineteen percent chance of landing in an unpredictably dangerous place.
Only a sliver of a chance remained.
To pass through the void storm safely and arrive in a secure location.
DONG DONG DONG—
