In a pure white world, a narrow and crystal-clear path of light stood out strikingly.
This path of light seemed to begin from nowhere and ended in the unknown, but what could be seen were two figures slowly advancing upon it—one not very tall, quite plump, with graying hair, whose large black robe hung on him without any sense of elegance. The other also not tall, of average build, wore a bright red robe, the second most conspicuous color in this Land of Void.
Their silhouettes trembled and blurred against the stark white backdrop.
But their voices resounded through this world with remarkable clarity.
"Master, how did this path come to be?"
"When we find our direction and begin our journey, the path naturally appears."
"Master, why is it that by following the path laid by the Sand Time Worm eggs, we can leave the Land of Void?"