The trees that grew here were unlike those found anywhere else.

There were no lush, green leaves—only sharp, menacing thorns that defined their presence.

The atmosphere was haunting, but the cave nestled beneath the jagged cliff radiated an entirely different aura.

The icy chill emanating from within was nothing short of ominous, evoking the sensation of death itself.

It was a place where no living creature would dare tread, yet at the entrance of this foreboding cave stood a man, motionless as if carved from stone.

Flutter!

From the ash-gray sky, which seemed devoid of life itself, a lone black …