A piece of bread taken from subspace turned to ash in less than two minutes, all because the Law Aura in this world was too thin.
A high-grade material that represented the pinnacle of magical efficiency lost its magical properties completely after just five minutes exposed to open space, becoming nothing but scrap.
The laws understood by the once-pioneering scholars no longer existed in this silent world, where the Law Aura had vanished entirely. Their true strength was less than one percent of what it had been at its peak. They could only cling to life by relying on the Artificial Sun deep within this underground cavern.
After waking, Reilo looked out at this inconceivable apocalyptic world.
After the initial despair, he seemed to have gradually calmed down and begun to accept the cruel reality. All resistance in the Star Curtain World had ended in failure. Only the Inner Earth, wrapped in layer upon layer of thick mantle, still harbored a civilization formed by a few intelligent beings, struggling to survive as it slowly died.
"Perhaps the Vortex Sea Lord foresaw this day long ago. It was all meaningless."
Reilo murmured under his breath, but he still couldn't come to terms with what he had experienced back then, with what had happened. At such a crucial time, he had willingly sealed away his own power and memories, ending up in this state.
And whenever he tried to unlock that power, his soul warned him that doing so would be suicide.
He tried asking the more than one hundred scholars left in the underground cavern, but every one of them fell silent. No one was willing to speak of that cruel experience.
"Lola, how long will our remaining supplies last?"
"At most, about another year. I've investigated it myself. The surface