The Repetitive Trial

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When Cecil arrived at the other side of the teleportation gate, he couldn't help but close his eyes do to the piercing light flashing into his eyes. After Cecil's eyes adjusted themselves to the brightness, he observed his surroundings. It was windy. Like very, very windy. No, it was like he was standing next to a giant tornado. Before he was down underground most likely in the World Tree's roots, but now he was high up on top of the branches. The bright piercing illumination was from the sun high above his head, but because he was high up on the World Tree's branches the sun looked much larger and its rays were much more glaring. "...Ugh," Cecil groaned from the piercing sunrays. He struggled to just open his eyes, not to mention it was also extremely hot. Cecil was a little bewilder

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