Sylas bent down, sinking his hand into the sand. There was a flicker in his gaze as he felt the heated coarseness. It wasn't just a normal dryness. It was like…
'Death.'
A death energy radiated from the entire planet, and even the weight of the Demi-God Plane was somewhat weaker here. It was like everything was just… dulled.
He could feel a sadness echoing from the planet, almost like it was a man bleeding out on his knees. Sylas could almost see the image of the man breathing his last, his family members, his wife, his children, his parents, having gone ahead before him.
Sylas' thumb moved over the Legacy of Key badge.
The illusion was so clear to the point it projected from his mind, forming lines of truth. And then the world began to change. Water bubbled up from the sand, the coarse ground became lush and bright, the clear skies began to gain large, fluffy white clouds…
