In the boundless darkness, the young man slowly opened his eyes, a hint of confusion in his gaze, as if breaking free from a long slumber.
He found himself lying on a charred wasteland, the sky displaying a bizarre dark red, with no sun or stars, only an unsettling dim light enveloping this world.
Where the hell am I?
Lynn struggled to stand up, his entire body emitting a series of cracking sounds as if his bones were snapping.
At this moment, he felt as if he had been run over by a giant wheel, using almost all his strength just to lean weakly against a nearby red rock.
In his last memory, he was drawn by an invisible force and sucked into the towering stone monument of the Helius Mausoleum.
Now he looked up, the desolate land stretching as far as the eye could see.
The ground appeared cracked from dryness, resembling gaping jaws, with wisps of black energy floating between heaven and earth, the entire world permeated with eerie silence.
