Chapter 192: Living in the Present
The door of the vault was warm, as if alive.
Ash felt as if it was calling to him, silently asking whether he wished to enter. Without thinking more, he simply thought, Yes, and his hand slipped through the wooden surface without any resistance.
I thought it would open.....Uh....whatever...
Letting slide the fact that the door hadn’t opened in any normal sense but still let him through, Ash stepped inside his Soul Vault.
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The scene inside was not what he had expected to see. The space wasn’t large, only just enough to accommodate all his belongings. No more, no less.
The ancient dragon bone gleamed with a golden sheen in one corner, while a neat pile of gold coins shimmered faintly in another.
Everything he owned was placed without chaos, arranged in a balanced, stable manner as if the vault itself refused disorder.
The ground beneath his feet was pitch black, just like onyx. The same went for the walls and ceiling. They weren’t blank, though.
Glowing runic symbols covered every surface, casting a faint light that kept the place gently illuminated, despite the darkness of the materials. It gave the whole space an ancient, arcane feel.
Even the pedestals where his important items rested were glowing, pulsing with faint energy. While the other non-important items were placed either on the ground or on the shelves that was erected from the walls and the ground.
Really.....all black? Can’t you be a little more creative....