In the depths of the wilderness, the mountainous region had shattered.
It was as if the Water Moon Mirror Flower that obscured the real world had been violently smashed apart, revealing to everyone...
The red and black earth spread far into the distance without end. At the edge of the breach between this land and the outside world, space folded upon itself, repeating a cycle of cracking and healing. There stood a flesh-constructed wall a hundred meters tall at the very forefront of the red and black earth. Parts of the flesh wall, affected by the broken space, had crumbled significantly, but were healing at an indescribable rate. In the blink of an eye, the flesh wall had been mended everywhere except for where the gap edged.
