The smoke continued to swirl around for a while and began to speak in an ancient voice that felt like it was endless and could devour the whole world. "If your body managed to not devour itself during the process of transformation that means, that you have quite some potenital in cultivation." Chuckled the dark smoke and flew another few rounds around the cave as it's cold and almost dead aura flowed out and slowly filled the room.

Moral gasped for air, after a few minutes he swallowed and tried to ask with a fearfull voice. "Cultivation?"

The smoke continued to swirl aroundand and began to explain."Cultivation is absorbing power of the elements light, void, water, fire, earth, wind and Blood to strengthen the body soul and rise the capacity of you body, to hold more energy ofcourse. It seems that you have the most capability to train in the blood element." It continued to chuckle and explain with a voice that got gentler with time but still had the cold tone to it. "Everyone can cultivate the light, void, fire, water, earth, wind and void elements but the blood element is different.... It has no strengths against other elements but doesn't have weaknesses too. The reason why it's rare is still because the user of this element is bound to absorbing other being's blood to cultivate it and it also requires a clear state of mind, if the cultivator is not able to keep that state of mind the devilishness within him will devour him. The Blood energy can transform you into a monster if you don't absorb blood every now and then because in your case it's different and the cause is that the blood element itself choose to return you to life!" After it explained it faded bit by bit and left a low growl. "I can't maintain this form for any longer with your power....." It faded completely and the cave quieted down with the youth sitting in the middle of it.

Instead of panicking he sat there cross legged and stared at the wall in front of him. The fellow instinctively closed his eyes and began to soar into his small sea of consciousness.

He slowly opened his eyes that had a red and a dark pupil. His sea of consciousness was dark but had a blood red sky that was looking like a red ceiling with dark stars painted on it. In his consciousness there was barely any light. The earth was burned and the rivers were like holes filled with wind that slowly flowed trought the holes in it.

He began to walk and explore it a little, altough it wasn't big  it took him an hour to reach the centre of his sea of consciousness.

Moral's eyes flashed with shock as he saw a dragon. Right in the middle of his sea of consciousness, there was a dragon that looked like a dark pillar with a bloody and a black mist surrounding it. It had scales that looked like someone was trying to tear them off and it clearly looked alike to a dragon god that survived a deadly battle just by pure luck.

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*Roar*

A small and damaged roar resounded trough his consciousness and  5 black and 5 red pillars fell from the sky forming a circle around the dragon.

Suddenly a golden inscription appeared on the dragon and started to light up bit by bit. The red and black mist faded away revealing the words inscribed on it's scales 'Ancient Void Dragon'.

After witnessing what happened Moral suddenly got pushed away by the pressure emenating from the 10 pillars and the Void Dragon. He slowly retreated and after 5 or so minutes got kicked out of his sea of consciousness by the pressure.

'What a damn strong pressure.....' He opened his eyes up to the hole above him. One thing was clear for him. He can't return trough the hole and his only chance of surviving was to walk around the cave to watch out for an opportunity to get out of this cursed place.

He knew that he had to remain calm because he could just die down here even if he had the possibility to get out so he forced himself to get a hold of himself and started to look around the cave.

In the cave were 3 doors and every door had an ancient inscription on it. 'Heavenly Iron Realm, Ancient Demon realm and Dragon Void Realm' He instinctively walked to the most wrecked and oldest door with the inscription 'Void Dragon Realm' that looked like it could collapse at any time given.

*Creeeaaak*

'The Void Dragen Reaml....Looks like it is connected to the dragon in my sea of consciousness'. Moral decided to open the door with the inscription 'Void Dragn Realm' on it.

He tried to open it and it gave off an old squeaking sound that resounded troughout the cave. The sound was so rotten that it gave off a feeling that the door was older than the realm in that he currently was.

After the sound faded he gasped for air as he saw a black hole that looked like it could swallow anything in the world. 

The cave began to tremble and rocks started to fly in the direction of the mysterious black hole.

*Crack*

A sound of a rock flying against a skull could be heard and Moral's consciousness faded.