Sylas cancelled his fusion with the Hollow Wing and it vanished with a flap of its wings, appearing so high in the skies that it could hardly be seen even by Sylas' own naked eye.
The Hibernation Realm didn't seem to have defined borders, or even a real sky. The ground beneath Sylas' feet somehow felt like it was formed more of Runes and energy than it did real, tangible soil. Despite this, it felt no less sturdy.
It was clear that the Hibernation Realm was not a real world. It only mirrored one. And because Sylas had neglected to try and truly define those edges, it was still basically a clay ball that had yet to be formed.
Very soon, that would change.
Honestly, he had expected a Demon or two to spawn. That was part of the reason why he was so curious to do things immediately. He wanted to understand what he was getting himself into before investing so much.
