Sam left his [Mansion] and rushed through the streets of the [Forsaken Kingdom].
He moved quickly, but even while sprinting ahead, he could not help staring at the sight in front of him, because the streets were still crowded despite everything that had happened.
Even after the confrontation with the celestials, even after the entire realm trembled when he unlocked the chains of the [Soul Gate], life here continued without breaking.
Awakeners from every race filled the paths, talking in small groups or walking alone while muttering to themselves.
So of them looked focused and intense as they discussed upcoming strategies or techniques that could make them stronger.
Others simply chatted about ordinary matters, almost as if they had accepted that this realm was their ho for the foreseeable future.
Compared to the early days of the [Upper Realm], or even compared to just a few weeks ago, the change was remarkable, because all the hostility between the races had nearly vanished.
Different races walked side by side without glaring at each other or preparing for conflict.
The atmosphere was calr now, almost peaceful in a strange way that would have felt impossible not long ago.
Sam kept rushing forward, his footsteps echoing lightly against the stone as he sprinted between the crowds, but he still absorbed every detail of what he saw.
It amazed him how far this place had evolved.
So many had already given up on advancing or completing any more trials.
Instead, they spent the [Forsaken Coins] they had accumulated to buy hos or apartnts, settling into sothing that resembled ordinary lives.
They did not know whether they would ever return to their old worlds or the realms they ca from, but many of them seed ready to build a new life here while waiting for whatever future might co.
But those sights also reminded Sam of sothing he had almost forgotten.
[Forsaken Coins: 13,975,000]
That number made him stop for a mont in his mind, even as he continued moving.
’DAMN!’
He had barely used his [Forsaken Coins], and he suddenly noticed that he did not receive any from completing the seventh mission.
’I guess the first six missions give you more than enough,’ he thought while rushing ahead, ’And I can return to the [Lower Realm] now... it doesn’t matter.’
Despite thinking that, he still planned to head into the [Soul Realm], which ant these coins were no longer useful to him.
He did not need them where he was going.
And so, without hesitating any longer, he took action.
Ding!
[You have sent 10,000,000 forsaken coins to "Seraphine Lunaris"]
He chose to send them to Seraphine instead of Belle because Seraphine would know better how to use them.
Deep down, Sam already expected what they would buy with it, and he did not mind.
The [Forsaken Coin Generator] was the obvious choice.
Once they bought it, Seraphine and Belle would be able to live in the kingdom comfortably for as long as they wanted, since gaining ten thousand forsaken coins per day was more than enough for anyone.
Sam kept roughly four million coins for himself, just in case.
He did not know what awaited him in the [Soul Realm], and if there was anything there that required coins, at least he was prepared.
Fwish!
"Holy shit, did you see that thing pass?"
"Wait a minute, it kind of looked like..."
"Oh no."
As Sam soared past another group of awakeners, several recognized him instantly, their reactions shifting between shock, admiration, and fear.
So stared without saying anything.
Others whispered, and so even cheered him on, but Sam ignored all of them.
As long as no one tried to attack him, he would not bother with any of them.
Most of them understood that simple truth as well.
If Sam had wanted to kill everyone around him at this point, he could have done it without effort.
Eventually, he reached the main square of the kingdom near the gate.
He landed with enough force to shake the ground lightly beneath him.
"Holy shit!"
More people noticed him the mont he touched down, and they quickly moved aside as he walked toward the gate.
Dozens stared, dozens backed away, and dozens more watched silently, unsure what to think.
No one wanted problems with him, but a handful of them could not resist glancing at him with curiosity or confusion.
Right before stepping through to head back toward the zones and return to the [Seventh Zone], Sam stopped for a mont and looked at the crowd.
"Good luck," he said calmly. "Don’t die."
Many blinked in confusion, unsure whether he was encouraging them or warning them.
Before they could ask anything, Sam rushed forward again.
Primordial Wings!
The crimson and dark wings erupted from his back, expanding in a powerful display before propelling him forward with incredible speed.
He soared through the zones in a straight line, retracing every step he had taken in the past.
The [First Zone] with the portal that led to the [Seventh Layer].
The [Second Zone] with the towering presence of the massive [Tower of Fate].
The [Third Zone] where the five [Astrals] waited for challengers to defeat them.
The [Fourth Zone] with the twisted [Maze of the Damned].
The [Fifth Zone], cold and rciless, with the [Land of Judgnt].
And finally, the [Sixth Zone], with the suffocating [Land of Darkness];
He moved through all of them one after another, mories flashing through his mind, and despite everything, it made him smile faintly.
These zones had been obstacles once, overwhelming challenges that pushed him to the edge.
Now he passed through them like they were familiar hallways.
Eventually, he reached the [Seventh Zone] again.
The central path was now completely clear, allowing him to rush forward without slowing, and he did exactly that.
Within seconds, he stood before the [Soul Gate] once more.
It looked just as imposing as before, towering over him with its massive structure.
A chilling aura drifted out from the veil of darkness behind it, an aura that felt ancient and powerful.
The gate remained fully open, and Sam knew this was the mont he had to step forward.
[Proceed.]
He took a deep breath and walked toward it, his eyes flaring as he prepared himself.
Even though he knew this was necessary, even though he understood that entering the [Soul Realm] was the only way for him to evolve his rank and beco stronger, he still felt a sting of nervousness.
’I need to do it to get a new affinity,’ Sam reminded himself while moving closer, ’Whatever awaits on the other side... I’ll deal with it.’
As he approached the [Soul Gate], the eerie hum he rembered returned, vibrating through the air with a haunting rhythm.
The closer he walked, the heavier the pressure beca, as though invisible weight pressed against his body from every direction.
Eventually he reached the front of the gate, and when he took the next step, a new panel appeared.
[Last chance, Primordial.]
This ssage did not resemble the style the [King] used, which ant the [Colossals] were speaking directly to him.
They were warning him.
They were telling him to turn back.
But...
"Too bad," Sam said with a faint grin. "You’ll all die."
[So be it.]
And with that, Sam stepped forward and passed through the veil of darkness.
Ding!
[You will now die.]
[No one will rember you.]
[No more.]
Clack!
The mont he entered the darkness, a loud sound echoed around him.
The chains that had been unlocked earlier suddenly reappeared, rattling violently as they shot back into place.
The massive wheels turned again, pulling the chains tight, and slowly the [Soul Gate] began to close behind him.
He watched as the entrance shrank until it sealed completely, shutting him inside the darkness.
The wheels locked. The chains anchored themselves into the ground once more.
The ssage was clear. No one else could enter. Sam was alone now.
He let out a slow breath and stepped deeper into the dark.
Ding!
[You will now be transported to the "Soul Realm"]
[You cannot back down anymore.]
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