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Chapter 19 - The Labyrinth of Ages

[The first monster reached him.]

[Too fast for an ordinary beast.]

[Its body was thin and skeletal.]

[Its limbs unnaturally long.]

[Its mouth split across half its face.]

[And its eyes—]

[Glowed crimson.]

Abaksa Einsro— "...Ugly."

[The creature screamed.]

[Then lunged.]

[Abaksa stepped sideways.]

[Outcome Awareness Active]

[The attack path became clear.]

[Simple.]

[Predictable.]

[His sword flashed.]

SLASH.

[The creature's head separated cleanly.]

[Its body hit the stone.]

[Dead.]

[The others didn't hesitate.]

[Ten.]

[Twenty.]

[More emerging from the darkness.]

Abaksa Einsro— "...Of course."

[The labyrinth wasn't interested in fair fights.]

[The swarm charged.]

[Abaksa moved.]

[Not backward.]

[Forward.]

[Earl Bruts' lessons echoed.]

"When surrounded, never let them surround you."

"Create a choke point."

[Abaksa sprinted toward a narrow section of corridor.]

[Stone pillars.]

[Broken walls.]

[Limited angles.]

[Perfect.]

[The monsters followed.]

[Exactly as expected.]

[The first reached him.]

SLASH.

[Dead.]

[The second.]

THRUST.

[Dead.]

[The third tried to leap over the others.]

[Abaksa ducked.]

[Its momentum carried it forward.]

[His blade pierced its throat.]

[Dead.]

[The corridor became a slaughterhouse.]

[Body after body fell.]

[Minutes passed.]

[Finally—]

[Silence.]

[Abaksa exhaled.]

[Blood dripped from his sword.]

Abaksa Einsro— "...Too easy."

[The moment he said it—]

The labyrinth shook.

Abaksa Einsro— "...I shouldn't have said that."

[Stone groaned.]

[Ancient mechanisms awakened.]

CLICK.

CLICK.

CLICK.

[The walls moved.]

[His eyes widened.]

"...Trap."

[Massive stone slabs began sliding together.]

[The entire corridor was closing.]

[Crushing everything inside.]

[Environmental Hazard Detected]

Abaksa Einsro— "Thank you, System."

[He ran.]

[The gap ahead narrowed.]

[Ten meters.]

[Eight.]

[Six.]

[The walls accelerated.]

Abaksa Einsro— "...Seriously?"

[Four.]

[Three.]

[Two.]

[Abaksa dove.]

CRASH.

[Stone slammed shut behind him.]

[The impact echoed throughout the labyrinth.]

[Silence.]

[Abaksa lay on the floor.]

[Breathing heavily.]

Abaksa Einsro— "...I hate ancient civilizations."

[No argument from the System.]

[Slowly, he stood.]

[The corridor ahead was different.]

[Cleaner.]

[Older.]

[As if fewer people had reached this point.]

[Then he noticed something.]

[Footprints.]

[Fresh.]

[Abaksa froze.]

"...What?"

[He crouched.]

[The prints weren't his.]

[Someone had entered before him.]

[Recently.]

[His mind raced.]

[Another regressor?]

[A treasure hunter?]

[A survivor?]

[He followed them.]

[The corridor twisted.]

[Turned.]

[Descended.]

[Eventually opening into a massive chamber.]

[Rows of stone statues lined the walls.]

[Warriors.]

[Kings.]

[Unknown figures.]

[All staring toward the center.]

[Where a pedestal stood.]

[Empty.]

Abaksa Einsro— "...Someone already took it?"

[His heart sank.]

[Then—]

[A voice echoed.]

??? — "Not quite."

[Abaksa spun.]

[His sword instantly drawn.]

[A figure stood atop one of the statues.]

[Black hair.]

[Golden eyes.]

[Young.]

[The same boy from the town.]

[The same pressure.]

[The same overwhelming presence.]

[The teenager smiled.]

Boy — "We meet again."

[Abaksa's blood turned cold.]

[Every instinct screamed.]

[Run.]

[But this time—]

[He couldn't.]

[Because they were trapped in the same chamber.]

Abaksa Einsro— "...Who are you?"

[The boy tilted his head.]

[Amused.]

Boy — "That's a difficult question."

[His golden eyes glowed faintly.]

Boy — "Who are you?"

[Silence.]

[The tension grew.]

[The statues seemed to watch.]

[Then suddenly—]

The pedestal erupted with green light.

[The entire chamber shook.]

[Chronos Emerald Chamber Identified]

[Final Trial Activated]

[Ancient gears began turning.]

[The floor cracked.]

[The statues moved.]

[One.]

[Then another.]

[Stone eyes lit blue.]

[Weapons raised.]

Boy — "...Interesting."

Abaksa Einsro— "...You too?"

[The first statue charged.]

[The second followed.]

[Then all of them.]

[Dozens.]

[The boy looked at the incoming army.]

Then sighed.

Boy — "This is why I hate labyrinths."

[For the first time—]

[Abaksa almost agreed with him.]

[The chamber exploded into chaos.]

[And neither of them yet realized...]

[Exactly who the other truly was.]

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