There stood land.
A land so vast, so impossibly tall, that when one looked up from its streets, the sky itself seemed swallowed by steel and glass.
Buildings pierced through the clouds like silent giants, their silhouettes fading into darkness. From below, there was no way to see where they ended… only an endless climb into the unknown.
And at the very top of the tallest one...two figures sat.
The rooftop was drenched in night, the kind of deep, endless darkness that seemed to absorb even the faintest traces of light. The wind howled softly at that height, brushing past them, tugging at their clothes, yet neither man moved.
They sat at the very edge. Their legs dangling freely into the abyss.
Below them stretched a world that should have been alive.
A breathtaking empire.
Countless towers shimmered with soft neon hues...blues, violets, and faint golds glowing like scattered stars trapped on earth.
