Standing atop the hill, Roger looked out far into the distance.
Desolate and decayed.
Surrounding him was silence so complete that not even a breath of wind stirred; the scenery in every direction seemed to repeat itself endlessly.
He harbored some speculations in his heart, but Roger could not discern why he had come to this place when suddenly, not far away, the land churned as if something was burrowing up from beneath.
Rumble, rumble.
Dull sounds rolled in from the sky, casting the surrounding environment into deeper gloom in an instant.
This description was odd, for the world had always been dim, lacking any apparent light source. Moments later, Roger realized that this sensory dimness did not originate from his five senses.
It was the perception of Spiritual Power that enveloped him.
The dark energy intensified, quickly precipitating changes in the surroundings.
"Is this the land of Everworld, or what they call Eternal Darkness?"