Ardin stood at the edge of the crystalline cliffs, gazing into the distance. Beyond the vibrant greens and pulsating skies lay the uncharted lands that awaited him. These were the outskirts of Pale Garden, the land he had yet to tame. The guardians beside him were silent, but he could feel their approval. They awaited his next decision.
"Time to expand," Ardin muttered to himself. His level of 44,329 meant that no one could challenge him alone—not without an army of equal strength. And he was ready for that.
Pale Garden needed to grow, to include new creatures, new realms, new dimensions that were inconceivably powerful, all governed under his rule.
Ardin looked around. The crystal trees shimmered and whispered with the faint sound of wind, yet there was something almost otherworldly about their movements now—those very trees seemed to tremble with anticipation.
He raised his hand toward the sky, and at that moment, the garden came alive. The land beneath his feet began to shift and change, as new structures materialized—the first signs of Pale Garden's true expansion.
But even as he smiled, he realized this would be only the beginning. Pale Garden was far more than a domain. It was a realm of power, beauty, danger, and mystery, and he was its master. Yet, this was just the start of a journey that would span multiple worlds, infinite dimensions, and unimaginable powers.
As Ardin prepared to expand Pale Garden further, he understood that the boundaries of the game—and even reality itself—were no longer his only concern. The ultimate challenge had begun, and Pale Garden was no longer simply his creation—it was his destiny.