*Whoosh!~*
Davis appeared in a dark world.
The space was empty and fully covered in darkness. The air was cold, and the surface was a dirt ground.
Davis wondered if he was in a cave within the mini-realm before he shrugged and moved ahead as he could see the light at the end of the tunnel. But a few moments later, he realized the light didn't come from the end of the tunnel but came from the center of a vast space within the tunnel.
It was like he entered a dome, and the ceiling was populated by glittering stalactites, making it quite the starry oddity.
However, his gaze was on the crimson-white-robed middle-aged man who was seated on a stone by the campfire, throwing pieces of carved wood onto it like a mortal trying to keep a fire ablaze.
"You're here."
The middle-aged man turned to look at him.
