Date: Unspecified
Time: Unspecified
Location: Myriad Realms, Realm Of True Evil
As I studied the soul pathways of the skills etched into the shell, I slowly made my way inside, following their patterns and arrangements. I hoped they would eventually lead me to the shell's core, or whatever had been powering it for so long despite the turtle that once owned it being long dead.
The view of Shell Island, as I had already started calling the forest-covered shell, was mesmerizing. Yet the beauty only made me more cautious about what lay ahead.
Roses came with thorns. That was simply how nature worked.
And nowhere was that more obvious than here, on an island underneath by a massive predatory forest that had evolved to hunt anything foolish enough to wander into its territory and surrounded by an ocean of lava.
However, one thing about the vegetation on the island surprised me.
