Each of the hexahedron's six faces reflected Lloyd's own face, displaying various expressions of joy, anger, sorrow, and grief. The faces were constantly changing and seemed extraordinarily lifelike, as if presenting every facet of his life.
Lloyd had only taken a single glance when a panel notification sounded in his ear:
[Ding~ Please maintain mental clarity.]
The next second, he felt a massive wave of Spiritual Contamination, almost tangible, wash over him like a terrifying storm, completely engulfing him.
'Faced with this tsunami of Spiritual Contamination, I'm nothing more than a fragile boat...'
'No, that might not be accurate. More like a single fleck of duckweed on a boundless sea...'
Lloyd felt a slight, sharp pain in his brain and eardrums.
It was only for an instant, not a continuous, searing pain.
