Crazy Advancement I

Countless deathly pale vortices spun, surged, and ground against one another. At the center of the swirling maelstroms, a man covered from head to toe in countless white tentacles sat casually in midair, as though solid, level ground lay beneath his feet.

"Why have you persisted to this extent? You should know that sooner or later, this world will be trodden beneath our feet."

A calm woman's voice lingered and echoed around the man.

The man did not answer immediately. He held a fragment of some crude sculpture in his hand, lowering his head to gently stroke it.

"I don't want to either. But other than me, no one can hold this position anymore," he said helplessly, head lowered.

"AnGeLiEr made an agreement with me. I would only stand here for one month, and she would come relieve me after that."

Yes, one month. Thinking back on it, that had already been several centuries ago.

Leien had never imagined that he would remain in this lonely, empty place for more than five hundred years.

"You can give up. No one will blame you. The people on the ground have long since forgotten you," the woman's voice tempted him softly.

"Why must you give so much for these worthless, lowly insects?"

"But what if AnGeLiEr comes back?" Leien shook his head. "I promised her that I would keep watch here until she returned."

"She is already dead," the voice said quietly.

"I believe she will come back." Leien said nothing more and continued lowering his head to stroke the sculpture fragment in his hand.

Boom!!

In an instant, a huge section of the white vortex behind him bulged outward, as if some colossal creature had slammed viciously into a white curtain.

A vortex hundreds of meters above Leien's head was struck