Chapter 352. Immortal Armour
"Sorry... I couldn’t save your clone," Adam said quietly, his voice tinged with guilt.
Tyler shrugged and leaned back in his chair, cradling a warm cup of tea. "Yeah, I got all the memories from it. Funny thing—my clone actually wanted to kill you." He smirked. "Well, never mind that."
Adam just blinked.
"But... are we really in the Abyss?" Dusk asked, eyes wide as he scanned the lavish surroundings. The warm glow of lamps lit the room, casting gentle shadows over the intricately carved furniture. An entire banquet of food stretched across a long table—roasted meat, steaming buns, fruit platters, cakes, and even desserts served in elegant bowls.
It didn’t look like the terrifying, twisted landscapes of the Abyss they had read about.
"Yeah," Tyler replied with a grin. "We are. I just happen to carry a few spare houses with me. You never know when you might need to host a dinner party in Abyss Floor."
Dusk’s crimson eyes sparkled with admiration. "Big Brother Tyler... you’re rich! You even brought a mansion to the Abyss!"
Dawn, nibbling on a slice of carrot cake with a delicate fork, slowly turned away from Dusk with the expression of someone pretending she didn’t know Dusk.
"Well then," Tyler stood up and stretched. "Let’s talk more after we all freshen up a bit. You’re probably tired after all."
Adam, Dusk and Dawn nodded in agreement.
"You guys can pick any room and rest." Tyler gave them a thumbs-up before walking to his own chamber.