Lords Survival: I Summoned A World Tree First But Why Is It Different! Chapter 9: Chapter 9: Treasure Chests (1)
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Where am I? Why can't I move? Luis found himself standing motionless in the center of a boundless, endless void. There were no landmarks, no directions, no sense of up or down- only an expanse of deep, heavy darkness that seemed to stretch into infinity. His field of vision was shrouded in a thick, gray haze, blurry and indistinct, as if a dense fog had settled over everything, dampening all light and sound. He slowly lifted his hand, bringing it right up close to his face, yet even his own fingers were barely visible, mere faint shadows against the darker background. The air felt thick and heavy against his skin, cold and silent, pressing down on him with a suffocating weight. There was no ground beneath his feet, yet he did not fall. There was no sky above his head, yet nothing loomed over him. It was a strange, suspended existence, standing in nothingness, surrounded by silence so complete that it felt like the world itself had ceased to exist. Luis turned his head frantically from side to side, trying to spot anything familiar, anything that could tell him where he was or what was happening, but there was absolutely nothing to see, only the same monotonous, oppressive darkness in every direction. Just as the feeling of confusion and isolation began to gnaw at his mind, the silence was broken. Deep in the far distance, where the gloom was the deepest and most impenetrable, a low rumble started. It grew rapidly, swelling into a violent roll of thunder that shook the very fabric of the space around him. The vibration traveled through the air and straight into his bones, making his heart race instinctively. Moments later, blinding flashes of lightning tore through the heavy curtain of darkness, illuminating the world in split-second bursts of stark, brilliant white light. Each flash lasted only a fraction of a second, vanishing as quickly as it appeared, but in those fleeting moments, the truth was revealed. And in that brief, electric glow, Luis saw it clearly. Rising high into the unseen heavens, piercing straight through layers of thick, roiling dark clouds that swirled endlessly above, stood a figure shaped exactly like a tree. But calling it a tree was an insult to its grandeur- it was a colossus, a titan of nature, massive beyond comprehension, towering endlessly upward as if determined to reach out and touch the stars themselves. Its trunk was wider and thicker than entire mountain ranges, rough with ancient bark that looked harder and more durable than bedrock. Its branches spread outward like great dragons in flight, twisting and turning across the horizon, covering the sky with their vast canopy, casting shadows that seemed to cover the entire world. Its roots plunged downward into the unknown depths below, vanishing into the abyss, acting as an eternal bridge connecting the heavens above and the earth below. Luis squinted his eyes, straining every nerve to focus, refusing to look away even when the lightning faded and darkness returned. He stared intensely, studying its silhouette, its posture, the overwhelming aura of vitality and power it radiated even from such a vast distance. Slowly, a wave of recognition crashed over him, sudden and undeniable. "That is the World Tree!" How could he not know it? In his memories of Earth, from countless novels, anime, games, and legends, this image was etched deep into human imagination. It was the legendary sacred tree, the mythical axis of the world, the source of all life, the symbol of infinite power, creation, and profound mystery. It was the center of existence, the heart of the world, and the ultimate symbol of nature's strength. There was no mistake. The shape, the scale, the feeling it evoked, everything matched the legends perfectly. Yet, as he continued to gaze upon it, his heartbeat accelerated wildly, pounding heavily against his ribs until it was almost painful. There was something more here, something personal and intimate. Beyond the legend