Chapter 77: Chapter 77: System's Fifth level

Elio Elian plummeted back into the abyss from which he had fought so hard to escape.

As the wind rushed past him, a strange calm settled over his mind. He had given everything, pushed beyond what he thought possible. If this was to be his end, at least he would meet it knowing he had given his all.

'Is this how my father felt?' The thought flashed through his mind, unbidden.

But even as he contemplated acceptance, a part of Elio refused to surrender. His mind raced, searching for any possibility, any chance, no matter how slim. He still had 10 mana points. He still had his wits. And as long as he had those, hope remained.

"What are you made of?" His father's voice echoed while asking him.

Elio's eyes snapped open. He missed his father, loved him, accepted him already, but he wouldn't repeat the same story. He wouldn't leave his family behind… No matter what.

'What am I made of?'