In the eternal darkness, there is nothing but coldness. No living thing could survive in such a place.
Yet, there was a humanoid creature that could be seen walking. Though it was walking, it appeared to be a more instinctive move rather than a thoughtful one.
The creature looked as if everything was drained from it. Nothing matters to it anymore.
It didn't know how long it travelled or how long has it been since it started its travel. The only feeling it still felt was that it had to keep moving. Nothing else matters.
The creature kept walking and walking.
It suddenly came to a halt, as it looked in front of it. There seemed a golden glow, indicating something else was here.
For the first time in a long time, the face of the creature showed something other than sadness and sorrow. It showed hope.
It started walking faster towards the place where the golden light seemed to have originated from.
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