The Cyan Cloud Secret Realm.
Although it was an Illusion Realm, everything within this Secret Realm felt exceptionally real.
Even the mountain wind brought a genuine, bone-chilling cold.
This was a grim, ancient city, but it was dilapidated, filled with crumbling walls and ruined ramparts. Skeletons, the remains of rotted corpses, were scattered everywhere, numbering well over a hundred thousand.
A mountain of corpses and a sea of bones.
A small, white-furred rat stood atop a human skull, holding a cockroach-like insect in its front paws and nibbling on it.
"SQUEAK!"
The little rat's whiskers twitched as it straightened up and looked to the side.
"BZZZT!"
The void rippled like the surface of a spring, and a figure suddenly descended from within.
"CRUNCH!"
The figure landed, one foot stomping into the pile of bones and crushing a few that had nearly turned to dust, letting out a crisp crack.
"CHEEP CHEEP!"
