In the dim space, the woman's limbs were tightly bound by chains exuding golden runes, and she was hung in the air. The other end of the chain was submerged in the void. Under her feet was a hard stone slab, which was carving strange and complex lines. The lines were emitting a faint green light, extending into the distance as if they were alive, constantly carving the shape of a door in mid-air. When the sixth door was finished, one of the doors slowly opened...
This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.
