Getting the clone to inspect the tablet, Alexander saw himself peer into its mysteries with the help of his Divine Sense.

When suddenly, the clone's Divine Sense was not only forcefully sucked into the bone tablet, but the clone's soul was as well.

Following suit, the clone's soul came back from it barely a few minutes later.

When assimilating his clone, not without verifying its state for possible dangers, Alexander received its memories and feelings.

His clone was a copy of himself, and literally possessed half of his real soul. So, when the clone's soul showed incredible terror at a sudden surge of unknown memories from the tablet, Alexander felt it as well.

The bone tablet showed a few instances of a specific scene. It made the viewer feel as if they had taken over someone else's body.

The void was black, and the light grey clouds above started to loom over more and more as time went on.

By the time the whole void above was covered, a thick blue lightning bolt struck down randomly. The power it contained was no laughing matter, and made the body shiver in response. Yet, it only took a moment for this simple shiver to turn into buckets of cold sweats.

The void above was covered by grey clouds, but so did the bottom. It was as if the owner of this memory was stuck between an electric ceiling and floor. These clouds kept on going, even when the owner's vision could not understand the distance it covered anymore.

However, something came about as disturbing. Everything appeared relatively normal, apart from the impressive display of powerful Heavenly Lightnings everywhere.

What was surprising was not just the two cloudy extremities being linked by pillars of lightning, but more so the memory's owner and his weapon.

Alexander felt the memory as if an extension of one of his own. As if he was that person facing such a calamity.

And so, when he looked to 'his' right hand and saw the weapon it held, he was flabbergasted.

'No wonders there are so little worlds in fucking Limbo!!'

What the memory's owner held was a simple axe, or more so, what appeared to be a regular axe made out of many colorful materials. But it could not impede Alexander's vision. This axe was not made out of some fancy, colorful material. It was not made out from a secret technique or even one's own flesh and blood.

It was made from entire planets!

Alexander estimated the axe to have been made from at least a few thousand worlds!

'What kind of being is this fucking big?!'

This single scene, this single axe, was enough to explain what he pondered over for a few decades. A weapon made out of entire worlds...

If a single axe used so many worlds, what about others?

Glancing around some more, Alexander witnessed other beings like the owner. It was evident now what these beings were.

Other than Primordial Humans, what else could they be? To hold weapons made from worlds, and wear clothes also made out of worlds, could someone like Valtos do so?

'This is quite exciting, but...'

'What about that Heavenly Tribulation?'

Alexander knew for sure that Primordial Humans were unknown to the Inner Territory, and definitely more so to the Outer Territory.

But he also doubted them to be present in the Core Territory as well.

Beings so imposing, could they be kept hidden?

'At least I know what that damn lightning was!'

The color, the presence or even the power, all were a match with the lightning pillars crackling everywhere around.

And because of this information, Alexander already knew what would happen.

'Will I need to feel it as well-'

A giant pillar of lightning falling on the memory's owner, Alexander felt a powerful shock engulf his mind and break his spirit. The blue and white lightning was a divinity none could compare to, only needing a few instants to char Alexander's peering away from the bone tablet, kicking him out on the spot.

Dazzled and more so confused, Alexander needed a few weeks to regain some clarity. After finally managing so, he sat cross-legged to fully cleanse his mind. Regaining lucidity was one thing, but recovering one's mental stability and peak state was another.

Unfortunately, even after a couple of years, Alexander could not find the means to do so.

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Without choice, he opted for a pill.

'Let's see... don't I have any?' Taking out a pale blue pill, Alexander carefully examined its spiral patterns, hoping to figure out why it felt so familiar yet so distant.

'Shouldn't this pill be pale blue? Why is it yellow and green?' Raising a brow, Alexander looked at his hand.

'Why is my skin red? Wait, why are my clothes black and purple? Ah~!' Smacking his face, Alexander gobbled the pill without hesitation. Clearly, his broken mind had altered his sense of colors.

Curious about it, Alexander even went and looked with his Divine Sense, only to regret that action deeply.

"My eyes!!" Squinting by reflex, Alexander's soul was filled with a bright mess of colors everywhere in sight.

'No wonders...' His eyes hurting even though his soul should have, Alexander confirmed his initial guess.

His squinted eyes looking around the void, Alexander was waiting for the pill to show effect.

A month...

Two months...

A whole year...

Three whole years...

'...'

Scratching the back of his head, Alexander had no more choices left.

'Well... I should head back, maybe they have a cure for this shit...'

Fortunately, Alexander still knew the general direction in which the Dark Wall resided.

And with no unfortunate actions taking place anywhere during the journey, he successfully reentered the Dark Wall.

Making his way toward the mission hall, Alexander noticed a wandering Lei Diesto adorning some luxurious black robes.

'Did he always were those?' Since Alexander did not care much for others, he could not remember for certain if Lei Diesto had in fact always worn such robes. However, the quality of their fabric was a dead giveaway to the answer.

'...'

Ignoring him, Alexander headed left, casually drifting within the mission hall, toward the counter.

When it was finally his turn, Alexander handed over the red jade token, bone tablet and recollection of the events.

"Thank you for your contribution. Here are ten Origin Crystals. Please come again."

"No problem..." Exiting the hall, Alexander was not too surprised with the blatantly low payout. Just the Primordial Human's skull itself hosted a few thousand of these at the very least, so what did ten amount to? But this sort of happenings in these missions was most likely a known event. And therefore, the pay was only barebone courtesy.

'They weren't surprised by what I said, which means it is indeed common.' This question plagued his mind during his travel. If the mission was so low level, why was something like this present? A strand of lightning this dangerous was obviously beyond anyone at the Origin Realm and above. But this was not too surprising in the end.

A cultivator at the Immortal Sky Realm would still succeed without trouble since a cultivator's instincts were sharp beyond reason. If they died to it, then it would be shameful at best.

'Well, if that lightning was volatile, I doubt they would dare say anything. But danger is relative to the situation, I can't really say much here.'

With some resources and enough currency to cultivate in peace, Alexander headed deeper into the Dark Wall, hoping to find some lodgings at some point in time.

Luckily, it only took a few days of slow walk to come across a door on the right. Inside of it, space kneeled. A room, supposedly fairly small from the Dark Wall's width, was now gigantic. Alexander felt as if he had entered a new world.

'Sealed world? I guess it's something along those lines...' Drifting, Alexander closed the door behind him, now left alone under a pink sky. White clouds chasing the sky, the horizon was covered by countless medieval buildings.

Strolling on a white stone road, Alexander made his way to a random inn-like structure on the roadside.

A bell ringing, the wooden door creaked from lacking maintenance, giving the ambiance a certain charm.

Surprisingly, the small inn had a tavern bigger than a life and death arena designed for overpowered experts.

The wooden structure was drowning his vision, while the countless cheers of drunkards filled the air.

Elegantly phasing through the crowded terrain, filled to the brim with wooden tables, chairs and high chandeliers, Alexander appeared like a mirage.

Each step like the unknown wind, Alexander's momentum was unstoppable, swiftly making his way for a counter hundreds upon hundreds of meters away.

Staff members of the inn dressed in green, they ran around like playful felines, making sure to serve all customers in a heartbeat.

Interrupting a middle aged lady's tandem, Alexander's gentle voice, as if the breeze of spring. Yet its deep coldness heavily clashed with any positive influence.

"How much for a room?"

"Young man, it's eight Origin Crystals for a decade. But if you buy a century, it only costs seventy!"

"Alright, I'll take a century then." Throwing a bunch of Origin Crystals on the counter, Alexander received a sturdy key soon after.

"Young man, the room's location is on the key. Have a nice stay!" Leaving him, she went back to work, serving customers left and right.

Meanwhile, Alexander injected his Divine Sense within the key.

'A bit far, how big is this place?'

Looking back for a few moments, Alexander was quite amused by the scenery. Except for the wooden floor and ceiling a few meters high, the entire horizon was filled with random people left and right around a sea of tables. It was a fantastical sight to behold.

'Limbo isn't so boring for now...' Steadily walking around the counter, Alexander found a door amongst thousands of others, all leading nowhere. There was a wall further back, but most doors were not attached to it. Instead, they were anchored to the ground, like useless decorations.

Closing in on a specific door, Alexander grabbed the key firmly before raising it near the door.

A small light flashing by, as if behind the door, it slowly creaked open. Behind this door was not another bunch of doors.

'Another sealed world? Isn't that against the space laws?'

Thinking about it for a few moments, Alexander shook his head.

'Actually... never mind, it's definitely not, otherwise it would have already blown up by now.'

Without anymore hesitation, Alexander's body faded inside the door, soon closing shut behind him.

His sense of balance abruptly cut short, the world spun around him.

'Well, for a sealed world I certainly expected a bit more stability...'

Grumbling, Alexander landed on a patch of black grass.

The world around him coming into view, he was greeted by a black sky and dark grey clouds far into the distance.

The scene was peaceful and quite striking. Below the black sky, a meadow of black grass showed itself, weaving like the sea.

On his right, a small yet technologically advanced hut was present. It felt like a modern house, except a bit smaller than expected.

Noticing a pillar a couple of meters behind him, Alexander took a step in its direction.

On the pillar, a switch was present. Flicking it from curiosity, Alexander immediately saw the black sky turn golden, the dark grey clouds white and the black grass pink.

Quite intrigued at the sight, Alexander flicked the switch once again, reverting the changes.

"It's a cool design, but too bad I definitely prefer the black look. Actually, I think I should go take a well deserved nap."

Entering the modern hut, Alexander found a giant bed deep within, at its core. Laying on it, he was surrounded by worn pillars of ancient times, adorned by runes and secrets.

Throwing a few Origin Crystals here and there, Alexander closed his eyes, ready to let himself go for a short bout of peace.