As she got closer and closer, the laws that instinctively repelled the current gods also grew more intense, until at a certain moment, Gaia's semi-conscious spirit trembled slightly, and she regained some clarity.
Raising her head, the yellow light fell to the ground and Gaia looked around, observing the familiar yet foreign place.
She had been here more than once, but she had never entered. It wasn't just because of the dangers inside; as one of the main entities of the existing world, Mother Earth was just as averse to the chaotic breath of the Abyss.
But now, she had no other options. Standing on the dark land tainted by the Power of the Abyss, Gaia gazed at the invisible portal formed by the overlap of Tartarus and the Underworld.
This junction, connecting the inner and outer worlds, unleashed distorted and bizarre forces, constantly washing the surrounding space like the tides. Even in the Underworld, it stood out as distinctly out of place.
