Chapter 2300

When the spatial rift suddenly swallowed Mike, he knew he was in serious trouble. He didn't know why he was being targeted, but whatever the reason, it clearly wasn't good. He felt himself dragged into a pitch-black void, where the darkness pressed in from all sides—endless, suffocating, so thick he couldn't see his own hand in front of his face. Just being there was enough to push one toward the edge of a breakdown, and truth be told, he was close to breaking down. So instead, he simply shut his eyes, surrendered to the darkness, and began silently chanting the Calming Mantra to steady his mind. "Trust all to be fine, and I shall be calm; for they have no power, to shake my psyche." Though Mike had always been a bit of a specialist—strong in some areas, weaker in others—he had the foundational mantras down cold. Even though in the alternate world, the Calming Mantra didn't do much, it gave him just enough mental comfort to hold himself together. As his mind sank deeper, he not