[Ren Hilton's POV]
I let out a weary sigh as I surveyed the desolate safe zone stretching out before me. The once thriving and verdant landscape had now given way to a harsh and unforgiving terrain. Cracked earth extended in every direction, its parched surface offering no respite. Dusty gusts of wind swept through the desolation, carrying with them the faint scent of decay. Skeletal remains of long-dead trees stood like silent sentinels, testaments to a forgotten vitality. Their muted hues mirrored the somber emptiness that lay beneath. In this desolate sanctuary, silence reigned supreme, unsettling my calm demeanor.
"What in the world is this?" I muttered to myself, unable to shake the unnerving feeling that enveloped me. My gaze fell upon Blaze, the demi-god level being who had guided me through these floors.
