The clouds kept moving, forming a massive image spanning hundreds of kilometers, revealing a new world.
A world where the sky held thunder and a blood moon.
Though no sound could be heard, just the sight of the terrifying lightning and thunder seemed to fill the ears with perpetual roaring thunder.
The ground was a muddy swamp, seemingly emitting a pungent odor of decay.
In the swampy ground, as lightning streaked across, a bright moment illuminated clouds of black mist emanating from within.
As time passed, the entire sky was shrouded in a thick mist, pressing down heavily on the senses.
The black mist grew denser, later overwhelming the sunlight, casting the place into perpetual darkness.
At this moment, the swampy ground began to ripple and bubble up.
Swirling vortexes emerged in the swamp.
Then, dozens of black lotuses slowly rose from the swampy ground.
Within each black lotus sat a silhouette.
