Whoosh, rush...
The Eternal Spring came from the heavens, rushing to the sea never to return; in one day it flowed ninety thousand miles eastward, an oil well's eternal spring in a dark ravine.
"Oooh, yeah, yoo-hoo!"
Splash! Splash! Splash! Splash...
Amid the spray of spring water carrying the aura of eternal ages, Little Eight, Green, Wandering Dandelion, the Three-Legged Golden Crow, and several dozen Death Crows drifted downstream. Then, one after another, they fell with splashes into the vast clear pool below, sending great ripples across its surface.
"Wa ga ga ga ga, that was so much fun! It wasn't nearly enough—I want to do it again!"
The Eternal Spring cascaded down from the sky, its rushing roar unceasing. Little Eight was thrilled. After shaking its oily, lustrous multicolored feathers and scattering the large droplets clinging to its body, it suddenly noticed something unusual in the sky.
"What's that?"
Green stood atop the relatively calm expanse of water. As he strolled leisurely forward, faint ripples spread beneath his feet.
After confirming that no mishap had befallen his companions and that there was no danger nearby, he quietly sensed this medium-sized world, broader even than the Black Gold World. Its complete internal laws were already capable of imposing powerful suppression and restraint upon the current Green.
This was a powerful world brimming with life.
Following the direction of Little Eight's pointing, Green raised the tri-colored eyes beneath his Face of Truth toward the high skies.
It was a black sun, pitch-black. No light could penetrate its utterly black surface. Like a black hole that devoured all radiance, any wandering light of rules within the world that approached it was mercilessly swallowed. Ordinary creatures could only judge its existence through the changes in the surrounding light.
"Source of Darkness..."
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