He returned to the documents stacked before him, flipping through ancient texts, obscure diagrams, and forgotten histories—searching for even a single clue about the Origin.
What it was.
Where it might be.
And the deeper he read, the more certain he became…
The answers were not simple.
Two days passed, and the general situation seems to be becoming clear as more than 60% of the crimson domain seems to have been lost and become land filled with the dreadful aura of the abyss.
Just as the soldiers at the outpost were trying to recover from the relentless battles, something unexpected happened.
Three auras descended from the sky—vast, overwhelming, and suffocating. They did not attack. They did not speak. Yet their mere presence was enough to make the entire outpost tremble. The air grew heavy, space seemed to tighten, and countless soldiers felt their knees weaken under the crushing pressure.
