Mist Plane
A mountain peak rose high. Romon stood alone atop a rock at its summit.
Romon looked over the land before him.
Thick fog filled the space between heaven and earth, dropping like a heavy curtain.
From a mortal's perspective, vision would be completely blocked by the fog. It coiled around their feet and bodies, while the distant forests and plains could only be seen as shadows.
The Black Sun emerged, and the clouds and mist began to flow and recede.
After a while, the dense fog turned into a thin veil. The distant plains and forests became faintly visible, and even the nearby trees could be distinguished branch by branch. Their limbs were wet with dew. The boundless mist and the world barely visible within it formed a scene common to the Mist World.
Yet most of the time, the fog never completely dispersed.
Just then, Romon jolted and turned to look back.
The world gradually brightened. Another sun was slowly rising from the horizon!
The Holy Light it gave off became a flood, beginning to spread throughout the entire Mist World.
For a moment, two suns hung in the sky. Romon's pupils abruptly constricted, and a flicker of fear appeared in his eyes. Within that sun, he clearly sensed a familiar presence—the will of the Lord of Radiance.
Only by being so close to the Lord of Radiance did Romon realize that this light was merely an appendage. Its true body was a mass of burning flame.
Under the sun's radiance, the remaining mist quietly retreated, and the view before him suddenly opened up.
Wherever the sun reached, droplets of light-rain drifted down.
The Black Sun was enraged, and the sky swiftly darkened.
Countless storm clouds gathered out of thin air. Dark clouds blanketed the sky, obscuring