Eren didn't use the Dungeon Heart Fragment.
He stood in the living room with both hands pressed against the air in front of him and pulled mana from his own pool. All 710 of it drained in two seconds and the familiar tingling started behind his ribs.
But this time he wasn't thinking about his old bathroom or the cracked mirror or the door that started everything..
He was imagining the downstairs hallway. The wooden staircase with the creaky third step. The front door with three deadbolts his father installed after a break-in scare four years ago. The living room where his mother used to watch Turkish soap operas until midnight.
A different room. Same house. Different floor.
The portal flickered for a split second like it couldn't decide what to show. Then the image locked and Eren saw his parents' ground floor through the opening, dusty furniture and closed curtains and all.
[Door Master has advanced to Level 9]
[Portal Duration multiplier: x1.5]
