Atticus's Odyssey: Reincarnated Into A Playground novel Chapter 1392

Chapter 1392: Tour

Each time Atticus felt Solvath’s energy surge through him, he stopped, reset, and repeated the process. Again and again until everything began to blur.

Observation turned into instinct. His breath counts blurred into Solvath’s raging emotions, until Atticus could no longer separate the two.

His breath was his rage. His rage was his breath. Each inhale and exhale carried both the chaos of the fragment and the order of his rhythm.

And then, something shifted.

Atticus no longer needed the counts. He replaced them. Where before his emotions were wildfire, now they fell into the rhythm of his breathing.

He opened his eyes. Purple fire licked faintly across his skin, but his gaze was calm, his breathing steady.

For the first time, he had not been consumed by Solvath’s emotions. A slow exhale left his lips.

’Finally.’

"Took you long enough."

His eyes flickered towards the source. He smiled.

"How long?"

Atticus had long since lost track of time. It was hard to keep track, considering the magnitude of the focus he needed for his task.

Anorah, who leaned against the doorway, shrugged.

"A week."

"Honestly, it feels longer." He sighed, then slowly stood up. "How has everything been?"

A week had passed, and considering everything Anorah told him earlier, the tension between her and the resistance council should be thicker than ever.

Anorah paused, a flicker of thoughts moving through her gaze.

"There’s nothing conclusive yet, but I’m working on catching the traitor."

"I see you decided not to follow my suggestion."

Anorah smiled wryly. "Things are more... delicate than that."

’She hesitates.’ Atticus could see the flicker of doubt in her eyes. Though his suggestion was the easiest and, quite frankly, the most logical, she was still refusing to follow it.

Atticus could only shake his head.

"It’s ironic."

"What is?" Anorah squinted in confusion.

"The path of the Logoth you teach preaches taking actions without any emotional attachment. Yet, you do the opposite."

"No, I do—" Anorah frowned as it suddenly dawned on her. She shook her head and sighed, changing the topic. "How do you feel?"

Atticus could only shake his head. He decided to stop pressing the matter.

"Is it weird I feel so refreshed?"

"It’s not." Anorah shook her head. "The fragment’s burden on you is reducing, so it’s a normal process."

"Would you like to clear your head?" she suddenly asked.

"How?" 𝙛𝓻𝒆𝒆𝒘𝙚𝓫𝙣𝙤𝒗𝙚𝓵.𝙘𝙤𝙢

"Follow me. I’ll give you a brief tour of my world."

The two soon vanished from the underground space, appearing in the middle of a vast grassland. The sunlight shone so brightly it was as though the sun was closer than it should be.

Rays of gold bathed everywhere.

Anorah did as she said. She took Atticus on a tour around the world. As a god, she was able to cover a lot of ground quickly by teleporting.

Atticus was shown the different races of Asterra, people made purely of light, others resembling perfect humans. There were numerous others, but Atticus’ focus was soon taken over as he realized the sheer size of the world.

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