[Every conceptual "Gate" erupted with dazzling rainbow light, its radiance spilling in all directions, incomparably brilliant!]
[The ten Gates seemed identical, yet each had its own differences—though those were certainly beyond your ability to perceive.]
[You could not "see" any of the Gates clearly. In a daze,]
[After an unknown length of time, one conceptual "Gate" opened.]
[Whether by coincidence or something else, it happened to be the first "Gate."]
[You wanted to approach that first "Gate," but you could not move an inch...]
[As though before the "Gate," you were nothing but a plaything!]
[The contrast once again showed you just how exalted the "Gate's" level was.]
[Even before a Higher Dimension existence, you certainly would not have been like this now.]
[Just when you thought this stalemate would continue forever—]
[The first "Gate" moved on its own!]
[The distance between you—if "distance" truly existed as a concept in this space—also began shrinking continuously at that moment.]
[Unbelievable...]
[This Gate was actually hurtling toward you!]
[Whether this was the rainbow talent at work, or the Supreme Existence within the Gate drawing ever closer...]
[You could no longer tell!]
[Gradually, the "Gate's" appearance became clearer in your sight.]
[That "Gate" was not as magnificent and imposing as you had initially imagined.]
[Quite the opposite: its Gate bore only a simple depiction of a... mask.]
[Yes, according to your understanding, it was indeed a mask, and it closely resembled the "Clown Mask" from your previous life.]
[Gilded patterns wound across the mask's silver base. Its eyeholes were narrow and shadow-black, its split lips curved upward in an exaggerated smile, and fragments of dark-red demonic scales studded its edges. It concealed half a face, eerie yet coldly beautiful.]
[It truly was bizarre beyond measure.]
[Though you had anticipated something of the sort,