Adrian narrowed his eyes at the path ahead, the realization slowly settling in like a cold weight on his shoulders.
The maze wasn't testing his strength. It wasn't testing his martial skills or how fast he could swing a blade. It was testing his patience, his perception, and more importantly—his understanding of what was real.
He drew in a deep breath and let it out slowly, calming the frustration that threatened to surge again. Losing his cool here wouldn't do him any favors. He needed clarity.
"So… everything resets," he muttered to himself. "No matter which path I take, I always end up back here. But… is it really the path that resets, or is it me?"
He stood still, arms crossed, eyes scanning the three passageways again. They looked identical—almost too identical. The air was the same. The temperature. Even the faint hum of Qi in the walls vibrated in perfect synchronicity.
This isn't just a looping formation, he realized. This is a mirror trap.
