"I guess it’s too much to ask?" Davey said with a wry grin. 0

Perserque couldn’t hold back her tears as she looked at him. No matter how much he resembled Davey, she knew he was ultimately a different being. But the nagging question of him being too different haunted her; it never fully went away.0

Realizing what the fake Davey was trying to do, Perserque stepped forward, intending to stop him. 0

“Don’t come any closer,” the fake Davey said instead, halting her in her tracks.0

“I guess no matter how much you think about it, this isn't right. Neither the real me nor the original Davey would be happy if you gave me a hug under such circumstances.”0

Perserque broke down, tears streaming down her face.0

* * *0

The extreme survival environment.0

The Mind Remnants created in this space fought back. 0

Davey continued to expand his dominance. The concept of time grew distant, and his mental strength was beginning to hit rock bottom.  0

‘So, this is what Hercules had endured all along.’0

He dragged his heavy, waterlogged body forward slowly. 0

The infinite possibilities.  0

He was finally starting to grasp what Arbit had meant by those words.0

Everything was possible here, yet it was impossible to predict anything in this space. He had to be cautious of everything. For example, fires could seem like ordinary flames at first, but some harbored freezing coldness while others carried hidden dangers beyond what met the eye.  0

While these extreme situations didn’t directly threaten his life, the endless chaotic repetition was a different story. He knew that it would wear anyone down if it happened not just once or twice but tens, hundreds, even thousands—countless times.0

To make things worse, the infinite possibilities viewed Davey as a threat and resisted his control in every way imaginable. The Red Void...0