When Fang Zheng pushed open the doors and stepped out of the ruined building, the sight before him filled him with emotion.
"Wow, it's actually pretty beautiful."
As far as the eye could see, lush green grass covered the hills, interspersed with dense trees. In the distance stood a castle built upon a mountain, and the entire world seemed brimming with life and vitality—though collapsed bridges could be seen in the distance, and even the church appeared to have fallen completely into ruin. Still, thanks to this verdant world, the vitality and beauty it displayed were even more stunning than those worlds of radioactive wasteland.
Just then, Fang Zheng spotted someone wearing a white mask standing nearby and watching him. The other person gave a chuckle and greeted him.
"Hey, hello... You're... a Tarnished, right?"
"No, I'm not."
Fang Zheng shook his head. This was not the first time he had been mistaken for someone else. Back in Yharnam Town, everyone he met called him a Hunter. At the time, Fang Zheng had nearly wanted to hang a sign on his cloak saying, "Not a Hunter."
At least Hunter was understandable, but what the hell was a Tarnished? Someone without color?
"Hehe, I know. You don't need to hide it."
However, the masked man did not seem to care about Fang Zheng's answer and merely chuckled.
"I know you crave the Elden Ring and have thus come to these Lands Between. I know it all. That must be the truth."
"Yeah, sure, whatever you say."
Fang Zheng could not even be bothered to explain, but the masked man was not finished.
"But it is truly sad and lamentable... You have no Witch by your side, do not know where guidance lies, cannot obtain the power of runes, and will never