The first year

Luke retained his mind, two months had now passed, for the outside that is, for him inside this gate it had been over a year, nearing five hundred days, his stats continued to grow and his army of trolls grew at a steady pace, nearing 20.

Their daily lives consisted of roaming about and killing their once to be comrades, this repeated indefinitely, the same process day by day, Luke continued to eat small quantities of meat however his diet still consisted primarily of moss, that gave him his hydration and a small announcer of nutritional value.

His pants still remained a glorious fluorescent white, his daily cycle consisted of kicking a wall and healing them back to health, the process was excruciatingly difficult not only for the physical Luke but also the mental one.

The process continued and was prolonged as days passed, the larger his mana pool became the longer it went on.

He would regain his mana by sleeping and eating, as it refilled naturally.