Tic grimaced as he slid the "Ring of Secret Art" onto his index finger and without looking back, he headed straight to the front hall where he found a spot to sit.
It was an extraordinary sensation; his perspective seemed to split in two. Before him lay a spacious exhibition hall lined with rows of bookshelves, resembling a complex labyrinth.
Tic quickly realized that this area must be entirely composed of magic power, but to his surprise, everything here felt a bit too real.
The oxygen he breathed, the gentle breeze that brushed past him, and the pristine white marble tiles beneath his feet...
If not for his clear awareness that he was currently a hybrid of magic and spiritual power, he might suspect that he was still in the real world.
Amazed, Tic walked up to a bookshelf and gently touched the stacked books; even the texture of the pages could be perfectly simulated here.