Flames erupted from the ground and surged into the sky.

In the pitch-black darkness of the icy night, the fire consumed the heavens as if devouring the very void. Slowly but steadily, it illuminated the world.

The night receded.

And thus, a white night arrived.

The scene was utterly mesmerizing, impossible to look away from.

A white night alone would have been a miraculous event, but the knowledge that a single human had caused such a phenomenon filled Gu Yangcheon with a profound sense of awe.

His breath caught.

No, he forgot to breathe entirely, mesmerized by what unfolded before …