A vast expanse of shallow water stretched endlessly.
Mild ripples hummed beneath the celestial glow of the radiant crimson, spherical celestial body.
Suspended in the heavens like an all-seeing eye, this celestial object's radiance bathed the landscape in an eerie, blood-like luminance. The night was still, hauntingly still, yet power crackled in the air, unseen but tangible, saturating every breath of the realm with the weight of divinity.
Hovered at the heart was a robust and endearing mountain.
Jagged, towering, and old beyond mortal reckoning—it stood on shallow water like a divine monolith.
Its peak was crowned with an ethereal torrent of crimson Godly energy.
Hostile and robust, this volatile force sizzled and snapped in the air, arcing like spectral lightning across the summit, painting the night with fleeting flashes of primal power. Anyone treading to this peak would find the journey taking their entire lives and beyond.
