The clouds churned ominously; the sky was darkened, the ground below crisscrossed with rivers of lava. From a high vantage point, it seemed as though the earth had cracked open, with a searing hot air filling the space between heaven and earth, and a demon fog swirling with embers.
Volcanoes stretched endlessly into the horizon, some still erupting. Within the mountains, countless demons twisted and soared. Fish even leaped from the lava, causing bones to rise and fall.
Upon the peak of a majestic volcano stood an altar. Seated atop the altar in meditation was a man in a black robe. The robe was vast, his long hair giving the impression that the black robe covered one-third of the altar's surface. A snake-like tail, covered in black scales, extended from beneath the robe, draping over the edge of the altar.
In front of the black-robed man, a giant skeleton held a bronze mirror, inside which demon energy surged, as if thousands of evil ghosts struggled to break free.
