Name: [Vestige Of Chaos]

Rank: unknown

Description: unknown

Northern looked at the panel, itching the back of his head in confusion.

'There just has to always be a mysterious one, huh?' He sighed and moved on.

After all, nothing could be done about an unknown attribute.

Name: [All Eyes]

Rank: [Divine]

Description: [This is an extremely rare genetic trait that appears once in every ten generations. As of now, not much is known about your esoteric blue eyes]

Effects: [Eternal Gaze, Perfect Body]

Eternal Gaze: [All Eyes grants its user extraordinary visual prowess. Their perception is heightened. They can perceive the world in unparalleled detail, allowing them to see beyond the limits of an ordinary vision. Their eyes take on a distinct appearance, glowing with a mesmerizing blue ambience that signifies the activation of their power]

Perfect Body: [All Eyes requires a certain kind of body called perfect body which you possess. This makes you an even rarer gem than your ancestors because not all possessors of this visual prowess are blessed with a perfect body. However, because of your well-suited body for this visual prowess. You have an innate understanding of your body].

Northern didn't know whether to laugh, cry, or just jump around shouting.

It was overwhelming!

'A lineage ability! Damn right!! I figured I had to be special with all that drama after my birth.'

Thanks to void essence, the innate ability of his eyes' had been pushed out.

Northern smirked.

'I feel so good, I just might fall down this mountain.'

It was now understandable why the ferocious monster was down there obliterating Corpse Eaters for fun. It must have gotten exponentially stronger since it swallowed one of the orbs.

'...to think I'd still have to kill that bastard.'

Chills ran through his spine at the thought of his fight with Night Terror, the time they would finally end their accursed fate of being together.

It was inevitable. And Northern did not know exactly how it would happen. But he most likely knew when.

After all, Night Terror needed him to defeat the incredible Rift guardian—the castle lord whom Northern suspected could be a maelstrom rank.

'Let him be of a low danger level at the very least' Northern begged inwardly.

He stared down into the gloomy forest for a while, observing with an impossible level of detail how Night Terror cleaved through the horde of Corpse Eaters.

Its sleek movements are fast and minimal. The throw of its claws.

Northern simply began watching since he had nothing to do.

However, he began to understand the creature the more he looked at the scene. Perhaps this was due to [All Eyes] or his [Formless] Attributes.

Northern couldn't tell which in particular, but now, being able to pay attention to Night Terror's form of battle.

Northern began to slowly understand the reason why he was formless.

And he suspected that a large percentage of it had to do with the kind of body he had due to [All Eyes]

The only question he had was how he had received it. He couldn't stop asking himself if it really was a coincidence or if Ul had given what was meant to be his as a candy to reward him for his hard work.

Either way Northern paid attention. Minutes bled into hours and he was so engrossed with watching Night Terror that he didn't know so much time had passed…

Then again, it wasn't like he would have noticed either way; every second, minute, hour, and day looked exactly the same in this hellish realm.

When Night Terror eventually started sprinting through the forest Northern averted his gaze and stood up.

He had seen all that he needed to see.

A small smile spread along his lips. One could tell he had made some kind of discovery. He just wouldn't say anything about it.

Not to his nemesis; especially one he dreaded the most but at the same time considered the most valuable in this rift.

Northern stood at the entry of the cave and leaned against the wall, while he waited for his associate to come back.

The mountain seemed to tremble as Night Terror approached. The monster did not even take as long as it did the first time they came.

With legs digging cracks into the stone, it leapt powerfully and landed on the mountain.

Its claws carved deeply into the rocky stone as it grabbed the wall of the mountain and swung itself higher with just one hand.

Then landed mightily right in front of Northern. Who scoffed and muttered:

"Show off."

Night Terror looked at Northern, its eyes gleaming with a new kind of ferocity, its thrill was so palpable it felt tangible.

A pearl of sweat formed on Northern's face as he took a closer look at the beast.

With these eyes, he seemed to be able to accurately perceive Night Terror's power.

And could tell with a surety…

"You have advanced in danger level, haven't you?" He raised his eyes to the stalwart critter.

Night Terror stared at him for a couple of seconds, its eyes blazing with primal ferocity.

It was like its original nature had returned…but stronger.

Northern couldn't help but feel intimidated for a while. His skin tingled with fear… albeit, just for a second.

Night Terror averted its gaze and stared towards the brown lushes. Where they had come from.

It didn't need to say anything. Northern had gotten the message loud and clear.

It was obvious with all the glee that was burning in the monster's four eyes.

It was ready… they were ready.

However, Northern still felt like he needed more time to practice with Night Terror and also practice what could be a deadly battle style for him, adapted from Night Terror's form of movement.

Time was their best ally, but these two were suddenly becoming impatient now.

Northern was a bit skeptical, of course. Left to him, he would have stayed back and trained more.

But it wasn't like he could reason with a monster.

'Finally, this brings me a step closer to leaving this hell.'

He looked at Night Terror, a weird notion seeping into his mind. Immediately, he slapped both his cheeks.

'Wake up, Northern! Seriously, miss this bastard?!'

After spending so much time with the terror without the annoying need to socialize, it was a little bit understanding why Northern would start getting attached to a monster and reconsidering his decision to kill it.

But they had to do what they needed to do.

And what they needed to do was put an end to the maelstrom-ranked castle lord.

What Northern, however, needed to do… alone, was put an end to this hell.

Close the rift once and for all.