The door was still a few steps away, and the colors had become formless again. As such, Alex understood there was at least one more such trial he would have to go through.
"I'm going to see her next, aren't I?" Alex asked out loud to nobody in particular, already knowing where this was going. If it was going to take the most hurtful deaths from his past, then there was only one that had affected him the most.
As he stepped forward, the world came to shape with greenery surrounding him.
Alex waited for it all to take the shape of a mountain, which it did. Then, the woman appeared behind him, lying on the ground, nearly dead.
Alex turned around to look at his master, Ma Rong, who lay dying. He simply stood there, watching her, doing nothing else. He could feel something trying to toy with his mind, as if trying to make him believe that this illusion was real.
