Streaks of thunder slithered in the vast sky, flames burned, illuminating the entire horizon while the foul stench of rotten flesh lingered in the air.
Uoiea gasped for breath as she traversed a path leading to the unknown. Aside from the white flames and the steep, towering terrains, she found nothing, not even a single soul.
Droplets of sweat formed on her forehead; even having an affinity for flames, she still felt the scorching heat. But despite the extreme temperature of the surroundings, she continued her strides.
She looked above only to see the thick layer of dark clouds and continuous sparks of lightning. There was no sun, moon, or even stars present.
"Is this really the underworld?" Uoiea mumbled.
Her eyes sparkled with curiosity. Although nervous, she was excited at the same time.
"So where are those sovereigns that the old man mentioned?" She contemplated while looking around, hoping to find someone she could ask.
