Ryu raised an eyebrow after he entered, slightly surprised by what he saw.
This region wasn't some sort of secret realm, nor was it some treasure trove. It was similar to what the golden moon world would be if it didn't also store the final treasures of the Frost Clan… it was simply a place to live.
The ambience was quite beautiful.
Snowflakes fell from the skies in measured and controlled amounts. It seemed continuous, and yet there was only a thin layer of snow on the ground as though it wasn't allowed to grow past a certain point.
A stream of water flowed by in a continuous and steady flow, but it was impossible to tell where it started and where it ended. It simply went around in loops, forming three miniature waterfalls before coming back to the starting point and doing it all again.
