The sky overhead was a dull, ashen gray, and from time to time, flakes of dust—almost like snow—drifted down.
Caelan had always thought the Abyss would be pitch-black.
But the boundless wilderness stretching out before him completely shattered his understanding of it.
So [Endless Abyss] wasn't a world of darkness at all!
As that thought crossed his mind, Caelan suddenly sensed something else—
the ground around him was trembling… faintly at first.
Only a few breaths later, the vibration turned violent.
Countless little mounds bulged up from the earth. One after another, grotesque monsters burst out, like blood-scented cats, charging straight toward Caelan!
Unlike the [flesh abomination] he'd encountered before, the creatures in the Abyss were… purer, in a twisted way.
They were essentially the embodiment of filth itself—a living collection of corruption. It was as if they carried endless curses on their backs, wailing in agony every second.
