Deep within a local data ocean, a small humanoid creature covered in green scales swam around a massive metal gate. It kept on creating and drawing complex streams, but no matter the shape, the gate still refused to budge.
"Godamn it…"
Kindjal was a prodigy when it came to diving, or so he thought in the past. When he saw the true skills of a genius Diver, he was forced to come to terms with his own mediocrity. Days have already passed since he dove down to the last gate in the machine's operating system, yet he still failed to make much progress. Those steel doors refused to budge, and with each failed attempt, his frustration grew, and so did his anger.
"Damn it…"
It was all because of that brat. If he hadn't shown up, no one would have known that it was possible, and other Divers wouldn't have been compared to him and belittled because they can't do what he could.
