The continent of Asura, also known as the Demon Realm, was a land shrouded in perpetual twilight. Unlike the blood-red glow that bathed the Forbidden Zone, here, the sky was a bruise-like purple, eternally stained by the absence of true light. Two moons, one an ethereal silver and the other a sickly green, cast an eerie luminescence on the desolate landscape.
Jagged mountain ranges, their peaks clawing at the bruised sky, dominated the horizon. Volcanoes, some active, spewing plumes of ash and molten rock, others dormant, loomed ominously like sleeping giants. The air itself crackled with a malevolent energy, a constant buzz that set teeth on edge and sent shivers down the spine.
