057 A Moment Of Victory

At the summoning of my skill, the entire landscape changed. The desert melted away and it was replaced with a ferral crimson of flowing lava. Heated red death roamed about freely as the scenery continued to change. 

The skill held such an ungodly power. Being able to manipulate the environment in this manner. Before long volcanoes started appearing. Spewing ash and molten scarlet throughout their proximity.

The more time that was passing the more I noticed something peculiar.

With all the changes that were happening, the third floor was beginning to resemble the 99th. Almost to the point of it being an uncanny image.

Does this mean that hidden away on the 99th floor there were more secrets of the Draconic race? It couldn't be a coincidence right?

The 99th floor I had conquered once, was the same illusion that Hel had brought me to, which was now the reality before me.

Focus! I scolded myself.