Like god's blood, golden energy flowed into the grooves of the stone slab's hieroglyphs, providing luminosity within the room where the rays from the outside sun could not.
Beelathorn's eyes narrowed as an equally bright hologram bled out from the top of the extension station.
『Extension Station has been reconfigured to 'Unique' Status』
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─Selection Screen─
〖System Screen〗
〖Skill Tree〗
〖Map〗
〖World Rankings〗
〖Advanced Communications〗
〖System Manual〗
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'It's like an advanced system screen,' Beelathorn thought to himself, skimming over the different selections. After a bit of indecision, he found himself most drawn to the map selection.
He had spent roughly five days in Apocalypse at this point — though from the way he was constantly in and out of sub-dimensions, he couldn't be too sure— so it was high time he got a sense of the world he was living in.
