There was an isolated island with dangerous mountains. At the top of the mountain, there was an extremely ordinary mountain rock.
Wispy clouds and mist filled up the place. Waves slapped on the shores, gushing up repeatedly.
Time flowed by quietly, 1,000 years, 10,000 years glowing by like streaming water.
The uninhabited island had been barren, without any grass or trees at all. However, greenery started to fill up the place as grass and trees grew. Myriad of birds flew over from the seas and many creatures started to live on this land. Monkeys jumped around amongst the forest of peach trees.
Everything changed quietly and slowly. The uninhabited island's appearance went through a huge change, turning into the Flowerfruit Mountain that was filled with singing birds and the fragrance of blossoming flowers.
