?As soon as the darkness receded, Atticus found himself inside facing a large, humongous body of water.
The entirety of the room was submerged in water, stretching endlessly in every direction. It wasn’t just the floor or walls; the water filled every inch of space, suspended as if by an unseen force. .
Above him, below him, and all around him, the water shimmered with a translucent glow, casting ethereal reflections that danced across the cavernous expanse.
Atticus stood on a small platform, the only dry spot in the entire chamber, surrounded by the vast, undulating sea that stretched out in all directions.
Atticus took a step forward, his hand stretching out to touch the suspended water. He expected there to be some kind of force that would stop his hand, but he was a little shocked to see his hand simply phase through, entering the body of water.
“Hmm,” Atticus moved his hands upwards and downwards, getting a feel for it.
After confirming that it really was water, he wrapped himself in a bubble of water to ensure his body didn’t get wet.
Then, he made sure he had enough air inside the bubble, and with another step forward, he entered the body of water.
As soon as Atticus entered, he took control over the surrounding water and immediately started swimming deeper into the water.
Seeing as how the other two elemental rooms had been, Atticus had immediately surmised that he had to go deeper to experience the full benefits of training in the elemental rooms.
It was only by doing so that it became challenging for him.
And he had been right on the mark. With each passing moment and the deeper he went, Atticus could feel the water pressure intensifying manyfold.
He knew the inevitable would soon happen, and it didn’t take long for it to happen, as Atticus’s form came to an abrupt stop.
The current pressure was too intense; just like in the air elemental room, Atticus found it profoundly hard to control the water around him.
And this was the same for his movements; they were completely restricted. He found it hard to move even a single finger.
‘I’ll use this spot,’ Atticus decided to utilize this spot for his training. Closing his eyes, he entered a deep state of meditation, forgetting all his elements except water.
With each passing moment, he could feel his proficiency with the water element increasing.
After one externally quiet hour, Atticus stopped his training and started making his way outside the room.
Atticus stepped out after a few minutes, the door closing behind him. Just as he was about to move to the next element to train, he stopped.
‘I should stop wasting time and check it now,’ Atticus instinctively put off checking for a particular elemental room.
If he had to be truthful, he currently needed this room more than the others.
If he could find this room, it would save him a great deal of time and effort.
What room was this?
It was obvious: the space elemental room.
There were no known tiered families with the special element, and even the Ravenstein family, known as the elementalists of the human domain, had never given birth to an individual who could control spatial elements.
And this was currently the first year leaders building, where all the students present were all tiered.
With all of this, it begged the question: Why would the academy have a space elemental room then?
Atticus had come to this conclusion in under a second of finding out what the rooms were and their purpose.
But instead of putting it off, Atticus decided to check and see if he would see.
‘Who knows, I might be lucky,’ Atticus thought as he started walking down the hallway.
The number of elemental rooms didn’t seem that much now that Atticus was having a better look at the hallway.
The only thing that made the hallway long was the large distance between each room. They were about 60 feet apart from each other.
Atticus’s steps led him through the hallway where he encountered more elemental rooms.
But despite searching for a while, Atticus didn’t spot any logo or color looking like the space element. Not that it had a distinct color in the first place.
‘Sigh, I knew it,’ just when Atticus was about to give up, at the end of the hall, just to the right, Atticus saw it.
It was a deep indigo colored door which seemed to embody the vastness and mystery of space.
Atticus’s gaze moved to the icon on the door. It was a stylized representation of a swirling galaxy.
“Jackpot!” Atticus couldn’t hold back his excitement, his lips curling up into a huge, intense grin. He finally found it!
Atticus couldn’t even begin to explain just how happy he was at this find. This would change a lot of things for him.
He wouldn’t have to waste his academy points, he wouldn’t have to go on a killing spree in the forest every time, he wouldn’t have to keep spamming teleportation runes!
He was elated!
Atticus calmed his beating heart and immediately started approaching the imposing indigo-colored door. But before he got closer, his steps abruptly came to a halt.
‘Won’t I get tested?’ Atticus’s thoughts raced.
In each of the rooms he had entered so far, before he had been able to enter, he had been subtly tested.
The intense hot heat wave, the crazy air pressure, and the jet of water were all to test his ability to control the respective elements.
But what about space?
Atticus, of course, had an affinity for space, but what he was currently trying to do was unlock the element.
That simply meant that he currently had absolutely no control over the space element.
‘What will happen if I’m attacked with the space element?’ Atticus couldn’t help but suck in a cold breath.
He still vividly remembered his fight against Astrion back at the Raven camp.
‘At the very least, I won’t die,’ Atticus tried to reassure himself. Even if the attacks were lethal, he still had the artifact to protect his life.
Taking deep breaths, Atticus steadied his breathing, and then he started approaching the door.
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