While Aether, Mary and Morgana were busy playing around...
Meanwhile in the Void's Cradle,
Ssshhh~
A shimmering portal cracked open.
From within its violet swirl, a purple boot emerged and pressed down onto the black surface of the tar ocean.
A moment later, the purplish hooded figure stepped out fully, the edges of her cloak fluttering in the strange wind of the Cradle.
Inhale~
"Ahhh…" The figure drew in a slow, deliberate breath.
"Wow, it's been such a long time since I stepped here… Nostalgic." Its tone carried a feminine lilt, soft yet edged with something weary.
Beneath the shadow of her hood, her eyes scanned the desolate landscape... an endless expanse of black tar, rolling like a stagnant ocean, broken only by jagged black stones that jutted out at odd angles.
