By now, Clayton already realized one thing… Trial III was vastly different from Trial I. It was more of a mental trial, a psychological quest.
The core themes of memories, resolving conflict all pointed to the truth. Instead of Trial I's fighting for survival themes, growing his domain, and pushing his body to the limit, this time the Trial was pushing his mind to the limit.
And if he was being sincere, this was unfamiliar territory for him, and the prospects of facing it was gnawing at his sanity.
During his preparations for Trial III back in his Rootsite, he accounted for and prepared for so many different trials, to fighting titanic Behemorphs to being embroiled in earth-shaking civil wars, but not this.
Not this mysterious, psychological betrayal-themed trial.
He felt scammed. 'Dammit!'
Before Trial I, he was just a slumrat who scavenged to survive. Spite was the core of his existence, and all he knew how to do was survive.
