Darkness was everywhere, like being inside a deep abyss. The trees towered dozens of meters high, like giant statues that blocked the moonlight from reaching the ground. And within this titanic madness, a lone figure lay, as if it were the only living being in this vast forest.
Black-haired, Lin slowly opened his beautiful violet eyes. He looked around and saw that he was in a completely dark forest, where only the howling of the passing wind could be heard.
Whoosh!
The wind scattered Lin's hair and the tree leaves lying on the grass.
"This atmosphere... It's too gloomy," he frowned and slowly stood up to better understand his situation.
Massive trees surrounded him and blocked any proper view of the sky with their sprawling branches, growing like spider webs.
Lin slowly brought his hand to the scabbard to draw his katana, but his hand grasped only air.
There was no scabbard.
