Meanwhile, Ebuka, who had traversed the portal, found himself in a realm shrouded in mystery and otherworldly energy. The surroundings were bathed in a surreal glow, and the air crackled with an unknown power. It was a place far removed from the familiar landscapes of his home.
As he ventured further into this enigmatic realm, Ebuka couldn't help but feel a sense of trepidation mingled with excitement. The echoes of Abacha's sacrifice resonated within him, fueling his determination to become stronger and fulfill the potential that his fallen comrade saw in him.
In the depths of the portal, a vast expanse of floating arenas stretched out before me, each labeled with a range of numbers that represented the levels allowed to enter.
[ARENA 1-10] [ARENA 11-20]
[….] […]
[ARENA 41-60] [ARENA 61-80]
[ARENA 81-100]
It was a mesmerizing sight, a testament to the immense battles that awaited within.
Your gift is the motivation for my creation. Give me more motivation!
Creation is hard, cheer me up!
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