Pledge

As I poured the blood from the cup on the fertile ground of my small world, I could clearly feel that something was changing in this place, yet I couldn't clearly discern where did that feeling come from.

Shrugging at the situation, I dropped the cup to the side of the entrance portal to this place, before pushing the doors away.

This by itself was quice peculiar matter. Despite how the world looked just like open grasslands with some hills in the distance and the tower slapped in the very middle of the picture, it was the line from the building to the plain doors that stood in the open that drew the real boundary of this world.