Night fell once more. The moonlight was faint, its dreamlike radiance spilling across the land, and the world was silent.
Somewhere deep within the Moonlight Forest, solitary peaks, a Giant Lake, a crescent moon, and a light mist formed a desolate scene.
The Giant Lake was vast, surrounded by eight solitary peaks. The moon hung high in the sky, its reflection cast upon the water, making everything seem mysterious and beautiful.
In the center of the lake stood an Ancient Hall, seemingly resting on the water's surface. It was shrouded in mysterious, moon-like patterns. Its great doors were sealed shut, and it was impossible to know what lay within.
Beyond the lake and the solitary peaks lay an endless, dark forest. A black fog permeated the air, and a powerful, terrifying aura blanketed the area. Even more chilling, formidable wandering souls drifted through the dark woods.
