Chapitre 316: Choice A, or Choice B... But I'm...

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/Shuaa…/

/Crackling…/

While he was distracted, a long, pale gray arm reached out from the dark, transcending the barrier of space as it grabbed the Envelope straight out of his inventory, defying everything he once thought and believed the System to be.

The arm looked old, frail, weak, and bony… It was non-human.

Yet, there was a certain feeling of familiarity, peace, tranquility… Eternity to it.

Like the sun, it is always there… And so it would be, for entire lifecycles and on.

Because of this strange feeling, Dale did not move, not feeling in danger...

However, even though his senses told him nothing about this creature, his rationale played differently.

It may be just him being paranoid, but his knowledge from reading and watching many books told him that it was best not to provoke this mysterious existence... And neither to trust it.