Hiding Ancestor

*Whoosh!~*

Davis appeared in a dark world.

The space was empty and fully covered in darkness. The air was cold, and the surface was a dirt ground.

Davis wondered if he was in a cave within the mini-realm before he shrugged and moved ahead as he could see the light at the end of the tunnel. But a few moments later, he realized the light didn't come from the end of the tunnel but came from the center of a vast space within the tunnel.

It was like he entered a dome, and the ceiling was populated by glittering stalactites, making it quite the starry oddity.

However, his gaze was on the crimson-white-robed middle-aged man who was seated on a stone by the campfire, throwing pieces of carved wood onto it like a mortal trying to keep a fire ablaze.

"You're here."

The middle-aged man turned to look at him.