What awaited Cain beyond the gate was a vast and raging ocean — a sea confined within a chamber that defied reason.
The currents roared with such force that they could hurl entire moons as if they were pebbles tossed by giants, and yet all of it — the impossible tide, the cosmic current — was trapped within that sealed space. Even with the gate wide open, the ocean did not pour out. It moved according to laws older than gravity, deeper than space.
Instinct made Cain step back. The sheer power of the waves was overwhelming, each surge carrying the weight of a world. But before his foot could touch the ground again, one of the streams of that furious ocean lunged out like a living serpent.
It caught him.
He was yanked forward, dragged into the chamber as though by the hand of a god.
In the next instant, control over his body was gone. The current swallowed him whole, twisting him end over end. Even his Neo-Demon physique failed to resist.
