I check the timer the moment I open my eyes.
[36:08:21]
Less than two days left. The Thirst is starting to settle into the back of my throat—a faint dryness no glass of water on Earth fully kills.
My first Dive was turbulent.
Chaos Theory tossed every plan I had into the air and watched where the pieces fell. I never got to focus on the basics, on the people who actually mattered. This time around, the Earth phase is going to be tighter.
Last night, while Mom and Lili slept, I burned a few hours of my own time stress-testing [Memory of Lightwaves]. I needed to know what the skill could and couldn't do up here.
[Link] worked exactly the way it did in Thirstfall. No HUD. But the moment I focused on an object, the answer arrived inside my skull on its own—if it was authentic, what it was made of, what was hidden inside, even how old it was. The information just installed itself.
