He had no idea how much time had passed, nor where he was now.
Lin Jin felt only that he had dreamed a very, very long dream.
At first, everything had been chaos. The only sounds in the entire world were the burning of flames and the flow of lava.
But gradually, Lin Jin realized that he was not part of his surroundings.
He was a separate entity, and then his consciousness began to awaken.
Rising from the scalding pool of magma, Lin Jin let it flow down his body.
On a fiery red expanse of land ablaze with flames and flowing magma, Lin Jin opened his eyes to look around for the first time.
This was a world made of fire. After Lin Jin stood up, he faintly heard the prayers of other living beings amid the flames and magma.
Lin Jin trudged out of the magma pool and began walking forward.
It was chaotic, yet order lay within it.
Lin Jin discovered that the flames before him were arranged in a particular sequence. The magma did not flow at random, but formed distinct patterns.
"Creator of order..."
"Lord of searing heat and radiance..."
"Sunfire God..."
Something seemed to be calling out, yet it also sounded as though something was mourning.
Following the voices whose source he could not place, he drew closer and closer.
It was a campfire.
Amid ruins that had collapsed beyond recognition, a tiny campfire stubbornly burned on.
The surrounding flames were so fierce that it should have been swallowed up, yet it had not been.
Lin Jin chose to approach. For some reason, all he felt was familiarity.
And when he was close enough, Lin Jin finally saw the coiled sword planted in the fire.
Lin Jin's gaze suddenly sharpened. He remembered everything.
His