Atticus's Odyssey: Reincarnated Into A Playground novel Chapter 1587

Chapter 1587: Prize

Atticus stared at the stairs for a long moment, thinking. Past experience had taught him that delaying trials rarely changed the outcome when he eventually faced them.

The nature of the next trial was completely unknown. He could choose to strengthen himself further before attempting it, but what if the katana stripped him of all his powers the moment it began?

In the end, he could only rely on himself and his mind. Nothing else.

And for what was coming, he needed as much strength as he could possibly gather.

Atticus exhaled slowly, feeling an absolute calm settle over him.

’Let’s get this over with.’

He stepped toward the base of the stairs, curling his fist as he placed a foot down.

Nothing happened.

A small sense of relief went through him. It seemed he wouldn’t be forced into a trial just by climbing.

He lifted his other leg, stepping fully onto the first stair, and was about to take his second step when a sudden, crushing weight slammed down on him.

Atticus crashed to one knee instantly, grinding his teeth as he unleashed his will to resist the pressure.

He cursed under his breath, why did he have to open his mouth and jinx it?

’What... what is this weight...’

It felt far more profound than a simple increase in gravity. Even as he commanded the space molecules around him and pushed back with his will, his body refused to rise.

’It’s... my will.’

He couldn’t fully comprehend it, but the crushing force wasn’t coming from the world around him, it was coming from his own will. It felt as though an anchor had been fastened to it, dragging it downward.

Realizing this, Atticus immediately released his will, but the pressure didn’t lessen in the slightest.

’It’s affecting the will in my mind...’

The understanding brought another realization with it. The will in his mind was who he was, his very being. There was no way to shut that down.

Atticus leaned back, letting himself fall off the stair. He breathed heavily as the pressure vanished, then slowly pushed himself back to his feet.

Fixing his gaze on the towering staircase, Atticus let out a quiet sigh.

’What now...?’

Atticus wasn’t sure what to make of it. Did this mean he could only ascend once his will grew strong enough, or was there something else he was failing to grasp?

After a moment, he stopped overthinking it and turned to the avatar instead, asking directly, only to be met with the same blank, unresponsive stare.

After the fifth unanswered question, Atticus finally gave up.

He looked back at the flight of stairs for a brief moment.

’I’ll come back when I have a stronger will.’

With that decision made, he willed himself out of the katana world, reappearing in his real body.

His eyes immediately settled on Anorah, still sleeping peacefully beside him. Days may have passed within the life weapon’s realm, but in the real world, time hadn’t moved at all.

’She looks so peaceful.’

He moved toward her, intending to settle down beside her, when something at the edge of his vision caught his attention. He turned, and froze. 𝐟𝕣𝗲𝕖𝕨𝗲𝐛𝗻𝗼𝐯𝗲𝚕.𝗰𝚘𝐦

My superstar!

I can’t quite put into words how pleased I am to see you finally awake. A great deal happened while you were slumbering, but I can say this with absolute confidence that the Middle Planes simply weren’t the same without you. The boredom, in particular, nearly did me in. Truly tragic. Fortunately, you woke up just in time, so I suppose I should thank you for saving this old man from complete mental decay.

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