A barren wasteland.
The land that once flourished with colorful flowers, having lush greenery covering its plains, had now become an ugly manifestation of emptiness.
—Of chaos.
The ground was smoking gray, and nothing but ashen dust covered the place where the magnificenh hill and even more spectacular Sanctuary stood.
The grasses and flowers of the plains were all but gone—trampled by a force unlike any other.
Everything was a despairing mess… almost as if it didn't belong in the world of the living.
At the very least, that was what the eyes who witnessed it thought the moment they stepped upon the grounds to investigate.
"It's unbelievable, isn't it?" One of them asked, turning towards his colleague.
"What could have caused this?" The other responded.
