A somber path...
A somber path that stretches endlessly forward...
This path is covered with gray and decaying vines.
The stone lamps on both sides flicker with a ghostly, pale light.
Everything is stripped of color.
Everything is in shades of gray and white.
The view bounces up and down, and Shen Gu Mirai can feel herself moving forward.
Step by step, moving forward.
The path is not long, and she soon reaches the end.
At the very front of the path stands a black casket in the soil.
This black casket is about the height of a person.
It is tightly bound with sacred ropes, as if sealed, with rope after rope connecting to the surrounding tree trunks, binding it firmly in place.
The black casket is thus abandoned in the dense forest, seemingly never to change.
"Brother..."
A soft sigh escapes, quickly vanishing like a breeze.
