While Sharnoth, her World, her Faction, and everything connected to her was falling apart and was desperately trying to think of a way out,
The being responsible for it was sitting cross-legged with his eyes closed. The ground beneath him was covered with soft, purple grass. The wind brushed through his black hair, carrying a dry, strange scent.
The sky above was wide and bright, painted with three suns that shined brightly. Tall trees with purple leaves swayed gently in the breeze, their trunks glowing faintly with natural energy.
It was a beautiful land—wildflowers bloomed in strange colors, and crystal-clear lakes shimmered in the distance. Giant floating stones drifted lazily across the sky, birds with feathered tails of light soaring between them.
But something felt wrong.
Something felt… chaotic.
Yes, this world was infested with the Energy of Chaos, the energy that Nux had been trying to comprehend all this while but…
"Did it work?"
