I Want to See Blood Flow Like a River

Rather than an apple, it was more like a mass of airflow.

Almost the instant their lips touched the Golden Apple, it melted and flowed into Sonia's and the Witch's mouths.

Then Sonia's soul naturally floated up, drifting all the way into the Profound Darkness. But she was not alone, because Diya was right beside her.

Though they were in darkness, Sonia's soul had a purple-red outline, while Diya's soul's outline looked black and white at first glance, only to refract color as it drifted. They looked at each other, their hearts without sorrow or joy, carried by the golden airflow formed from the Golden Apple as they silently floated upward.

Glug, glug, glug...

Only after they broke free of the darkness did they realize they had just been in the deep sea. Above the deep sea was an endless expanse of dense White Mist. Without realizing it, their souls unfurled Silver Void Wings and flew upward in delight.

Vaguely, they seemed to see many colossal beings high in the White Mist. Those colossal beings also seemed to faintly sense them, but not only did they not dare approach, they hurriedly fled and kept far away.

Following the Golden Apple's guidance, they flew out of the White Mist and passed through the silent golden ocean. They raised their heads and saw a torrential golden downpour.

The rain fell from above, each drop passing through their souls. They vaguely saw a white quadruped creature supporting a continent as it walked across the golden sea. As they flew upward, their Golden Wings quietly spread.

The Golden Apple guided them into the Gilded River, but time was movement itself. As long as there was movement, one was inevitably within the torrent of time, and even in their current state, they could not escape