The cause of the matter was this.
[You are shuttling through chaotic space-time and inadvertently catch a glimpse of a fragment of a moment:]
[Due to the chaos of space-time, you find yourself surrounded by Abyss Creatures]
[There are two beings who can offer you help that have also stumbled into this place, but they are currently at odds with each other and require your mediation. Please make a choice]
[Choice One: Exchange a punch with Mushroom Man]
[Choice Two: Hug the Corruption Favored mutually]
[Choice Three: You all are my wings, exchange punches with Mushroom Man while hugging the Corruption Favored]
Looking at the three options before him, Gapar felt confused for the first time.
His question was—mere Abyss Creatures, couldn't I just wipe them out myself?
But this space offered him no alternative exit, instead forcing him to make a choice. Without selecting one, he could not leave.
It was rather sickening.
Seeing this, Gapar could only mull it over.