A heavy rainfall drowned the island at the edge of the Pargoina Empire.
Surrounded by nothing but tidal waves, the island was an abyssal place.
A place that had so much mana it created a foggy atmosphere.
A way parted through the forest, the only path that led to the center.
...But not everyone could see it.
...The pathway made with Chi could only be found by someone who knows how to use it.
And at the center lay the tomb of the being that liberated slavery from Lumina.
The man who was buried by the primordial gods themselves.
The tomb of the man that kept the island sealed along with the gates of hell.
...Moshel's Tomb.
"Haah."
A misty breath escaped a girl's mouth as she slowly walked on the pathway.
She didn't remember for how long she had been walking.
A few hours? Maybe half a day?
