The Abyssal Depth, enshrouded in darkness.
A vast and profound shadow suddenly streaked through the Void, hurtling toward an unknown direction at great speed.
After an indeterminate amount of time, the shadow finally reached its destination—the Touch of the Abyss.
The Touch of the Abyss was a place feared by all Abyssal creatures, for it was the most unstable region in terms of spatial laws within the Abyss; spatial rifts could appear at any moment, and it was highly likely that one second you were living in peace, and the next, a spatial rift could tear you in two.
Upon arriving at the Touch of the Abyss, the shadow let out a sigh of relief.
The lingering voice carried a hint of joy and luck, but was quickly followed by feelings of anger and violence.
The emotions were volatile and extreme.
This shadow was none other than the Lord of the Flameless, who had sneaked away from his own domain.
