After seven days had passed, Naxitan woke from her sleep in pure white silk pajamas. Her long green hair fell over her fair shoulders. She yawned, then turned her head to look with satisfaction at the beautifully arranged room.
The entire room was as large as a football field. Everything within it could be changed according to its user's will—the room's size, environment, decorations, and all sorts of other aspects. As long as it was not something beyond the allowed specifications, it could be placed there for free.
At the center of the room was a fountain pool. In the middle stood a lush, vibrant tree, its branches hung with little wind chimes, while a moon-like statue rested at its crown.
Naxitan walked to the edge of the pool, clasped her hands together, and prayed devoutly.
A fluffy white cat-like creature curiously emerged from a corner and lay at Naxitan's feet. Watching the green-haired, pointed-eared girl's devout appearance, it boredly licked its claws. Naxitan had created it in the likeness of a pet she had owned as a child, to keep her company.
After finishing her prayer, she changed into the combat suit, weapons, communicator, potions, and other items she had exchanged from the Main God. Fully armed, Naxitan stroked her pet before walking out of the room.
There was still no one else in this space. Above the huge sphere of light at the center of the enormous platform floated a countdown hourglass. When all the sand had run out, it would mean that her mission was about to begin.
Over the past seven days, she had already adjusted her mindset. As a battle-hardened warrior, Naxitan understood that one's mentality was crucial, especially in moments of mortal danger. The slightest mistake could doom someone beyond redemption. This slender, beautiful