Aris looked at the glyph.
It wasn't like the system's gateways. It felt alive, pulsing in tune with her heartbeat.
It would take her to Floor 307.
The Sovereign Floor.
Not a myth.
Not a rumor.
A reality.
"If I step through that," Aris asked, "what am I agreeing to?"
Milim tilted her head.
"That nothing in the Tower above this point makes sense. That you'll be hunted more. Feared more. But also…"
She stepped close.
Her voice lowered.
"...that you'll never be alone again."
Aris said nothing.
She reached for her gauntlet, twisted a coil free, and let it fall. Then she tapped her baton once against the glyph.
"Fine."
"I'll see your floor."
Milim's grin lit up the entire garden.
"Ooooooh, Leon's gonna be so weird about this."
"Lead the way."
"Yup. But I warn you—"
Milim stepped into the glyph.
Her body vanished with a shimmer of pulse.
"—my entrance parties involve explosives and questionable soup."
Floor 307 – Sovereign Threshold
The world blinked.
