The location was one of dense darkness and even denser heat. The only light seemed to come from the faint emissions of molten rock that had turned various shades of red and orange beneath the intense heat.
The depths of this volcano was located on the Eighth Heaven. It was a mountain range simply known as Molten Essence, the kind of location that would scorch your lungs to black with a single inhale. Even Sky Gods wouldn't casually step into this place.
Despite this, hidden in a deep crevice a man sat. Sweat and soot matted his face, wounds littering his exposed chest. Rags hung from his body and only his pants seemed to be somewhat intact. His hair was a bright, fierce red, along with his beard, they seemed to shine even brighter than the molten rock around him, but not nearly as bright as his two piercing red eyes.
