Hazy and chaotic,
this is a world much older than the birth of human beings, with limitless heights above, depths below, and spans across. The world, if placed here, would be no more than a grain of sand in a desert.
Its colors were incredibly monotonous, almost as if enveloped in a gray-white mist, distant from the mortal world yet seemingly permeated into every corner of it.
Here, there was no wind, water, earth, and fire, nor sun, moon, or stars. From the most basic Soul Fragments to the most advanced intelligent life, all were composed of the original force of spirit and soul. Based on the magnitude of the force, the realm was clearly divided into three tiers.
In the lowest tier, dissipating souls would return, pause for seven days, and then descend to merge anew.
The middle tier was home to wildly conscious Soul Beasts. They possessed only instinctual desires to devour and roamed unchecked, devoid of reason.
