Tower of Trials, Floor 50
Cloud Piercing Isle
Divider Ocean
July 27th
Year 1053
The beach was littered with gore and bodies. Red, was the new colour of what was once a beautiful beach, which had now become the stage of a ruthless battle.
The air which would normally be fresh and smell of nature's wonders was now carrying a thick, black smoke and small multicoloured embers of flames, as though hell descended upon this area.
"Truly 'Hell Unleashed'."
As for Evan, he was seated at the top of a pile of Kraken Corpses while sipping a bottle of strawberry juice.
He spun a vortex of prismatic flames in his palm, observing as they gradually darkened. Once they reached their limit, he solidified the flames into a tangible ring, deftly sliding it onto his horns. With seven additional rings adorning each horn, they resembled the pegs from a water ring game he played as a child.
