1774 Twelve Million Years Later...

'The stone of reality, a treasure like no other, a treasure desired by even the three rulers, a treasure that eluded the strongest unigins.' Felix narrowed his eyes, 'How could I turn my back on such a treasure? How could I defeat the three rulers and save Asna with my current level of improvement? How could I reach that level when I am contemplating running away from two unigins?'

'To deal with monsters, you have to be a monster too.' Felix continued gazing at his sh*tty hand, 'Monsters are not born in peaceful times or by making the safest decisions. They are born out of desperation and the pits of despair.'

Felix's gaze turned colder and more menacing.

'Only the people who crawl out of those pits have the right to fear none, and face all.'

'This void, this punishment, this tower, and this damn chase...Those are my pits and I will crawl out of them and stand before the three rulers again.'

'This time, I won't yield.'