The massive dimensional anomaly concealed itself behind the dark distorted space like a tortoise creature wrapped around behind its thick shell opposite Fairyland. If anyone were to glimpse its true face behind it, those layers of impenetrable dimensional barriers had to be passed.
To most extraordinary individuals it was an impassable, but every Legendary champion present had made sufficient preparations.
In the camp of the Skypiercing White Tower, the bald mage drew the magical scepter from his hip and pointed towards the distant Void.
It was often curiosity that drove a mage forward, and Barbarossa was very curious right now. A giant demiplane, independent of the protection of a core world and yet discreetly whirling amidst the Void over a millennium and would not have been discovered if not for the Great Mana Tide—how did it maintain its existence? What truths lay behind it? And what were the secrets in those truths?
