C2085 Death and Rebirth

The crimson door stood tall amidst the darkness, its soft and bright light spilling through the cracks and casting a glow in Nikolaos' eyes. He breathed a sigh of relief. Truth be told, despite the absence of danger, the prolonged stay in such an eerie, dark setting was still unsettling—a primal instinct unrelated to his strength.

Nikolaos approached and tapped lightly on the door