A-60 Doors Novels & Stories

I noticed something while searching for the Library door. Apart from the main entrance to the mansion and the main hall, all the doors in the Avereza Mansion are of the same size. I said before that the door is actually a book but it's really a door designed in such a way that it looks like a book. It's made to look like an open book and there are 6 rectangular spaces placed in triangles on the door. Three on one side of the door, 3 on the other side of the door. Another rectangular space was found not on the door but on an anvil-like stone block in front of the door. I am pretty sure this book I have right now goes there.

“Hehe, can’t believe someone in the north would try to compare numbers with Six Doors.” “Six Doors?” Kiman and the rest were stunned. At this moment, Chasing Wind put his hands in his mouth and whistled. In an instant, over ten fully armored Six Doors members rushed in from the front gates of the Wharton family’s residence. Tyr did not waste any time while the Six Doors members were rushing in like water. A golden scalpel appeared in his hand, which he then flung. Pew, pew, pew!

The massive steel doors were an anomaly, an industrial scar cut directly into the ancient, volcanic heart of Mount Meru. They stood twenty feet high, built flush against the jagged basalt, coated in a thick layer of yellow sulfur and centuries of subterranean grime. Above the seam where the two doors met, the faded, painted logo of 'Six'—a circle bisected by intersecting lines—stared down at them like a blind, mechanical eye.

The place was very bright with how many windows there were, and his mind immediately thought of a showroom, but this was wider and looked more colorful. The front door was a pair of wide gates the size of a barn’s gate that opened to the sides like sliding doors. However, those gates weren’t the only gates in that building. The upper floors also had similar gates, reaching until the sixth floors. With how big and widely opened gates, it wasn’t weird to have wind blowing in, making the place cool and breezy.

"Detective Miller, I want you to look very closely at your men." Miller looked. The tactical team wasn't just bagging evidence. They had brought out heavy, diamond-tipped industrial saws powered by mana-core batteries that didn't spark; they hummed with a violet light. They weren't taking samples. They were actively cutting a ten-by-ten-foot section of the skyscraper's reinforced concrete roof entirely out of the building. They were physically removing the Door's footprint, lifting the massive slab of stone and glass with hydraulic rigs that should have been too small for the weight.