NOVEL NEXT Book 8 Chapter Twenty-Six; Call of the Infinite Path
Jazmel finds himself resting, relaxing in the lounge of his rooms. The labyrinth shuddered with an ominous hum that reverberated through its walls. Jazmel's eyes narrowed as the familiar hum shifted into something far more intense. Jumping up, he grabbed for his sword, thinking it was an attack. but the system screen flashed up before him.
DING!
THE TRIAL OF THE INFINITE PATH IS NOW OPEN!
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It seemed that every corner of the labyrinth seemed to pulse as the system's message spread like wildfire, reaching every seeker's mind, from the humblest to the most powerful. Jazmel wondered what had brought this on, but his heart was thumping in his chest with anticipation.
DING!
ALL SEEKERS ARE CALLED TO PROVE THEIR WORTH!
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Jazmel stood still, his thoughts racing as the announcement continued, flooding his senses.
DING!
COMPLETE THE TRIAL TO ASCEND TO YOUR NEXT STAGE OF POWER!
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A sudden shift rippled through the system, pushing his focus toward the master tier screen. The words glowed in bold, their weight impossible to ignore.
DING!
PATH OF THE UNYIELDING SOVEREIGN: THE ULTIMATE TRIAL AWAITS!
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The message hit him like a wave, stirring something deep within.
DING!
FACE THE GREATEST ADVERSARIES AND TEST YOUR Skill IN THE LABYRINTH!
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His fingers curled into fists as the system's call beckoned, but Jazmel knew better than to be swept away by the allure of the trial. His eyes shifted to the ever-growing surge of energy around him.
DING!
SURVIVE AND ASCEND TO THE MONARCH TIER!
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He could feel the storm coming, the pressure building with every passing moment. But there was something more pressing, a task that only he could undertake.
DING!
THE FATE OF YOUR WORLD IS IN YOUR HANDS!
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The words faded, replaced by a quiet hum as Jazmel's thoughts returned to the mission that had consumed him. The Tyrants. They were bound, trapped in the labyrinth's deepest layers, and the surge was their only chance for freedom.
DING!
MASTER, YOUR PERSONAL QUESTS REMAIN ACTIVE!
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His brow furrowed. The system had been relentless in pushing him toward personal plots, quests that felt tied to the very core of his purpose.
DING!
DELVE DEEPER. FREE THE TYRANTS!
Jazmel knew it was time to act. That message was specific for him and him alone. The Tyrants were locked away, and the merging labyrinths were his only chance to break them free.
DING!
THE SYSTEM WILL RAISE THE DIFFICULTY OF THE TRIALS FOR ALL SEEKERS!
But Jazmel wasn't concerned about the trials. Not for himself, anyway. His gaze hardened as he made his decision.
DING!
THE INTEGRATION OF THE LABYRINTHS IS IMMINENT!
Integration? He thought to himself, what was that? What did that mean? It was now or never. He had walked the path before, but this time, he would carve his own way.
DING!
FREE THE TYRANTS BEFORE IT'S TOO LATE!
The labyrinth seemed to acknowledge his resolve, a door unseen before now opening with a low creak. The surge of power within him matched the force of the labyrinth's shifting boundaries.
DING!
THE DOORS OF THE DEEPEST LAYERS ARE OPEN TO YOU!
He stepped forward, feeling the weight of his decision settle over him.
DING!
YOU ARE NOW ENTERING A RESTRICTED ZONE!
Jazmel's steps echoed in the silence as he moved deeper into the labyrinth. The surge would come, but it would not claim him. He had a task to finish. The labyrinth's hum grew louder, but it could no longer hold him back.