Far beneath the ancient tower, beneath the crimson blood river and thousands of meters below the surface of the Bleeding Desert.
Deep within the darkness where no ordinary living creature could ever survive, a massive cocoon floated silently within the depths of the world.
Its enormous surface glowing with a strange whitish-silver radiance that blended unnaturally with dark crimson light, creating an otherworldly appearance that was both beautiful and terrifying at the same time.
The cocoon was enormous.
Its exact size could not be determined within the endless darkness, because most of its body disappeared beyond the surrounding underground abyss, while countless ancient patterns slowly crawled across its surface like living veins.
The whitish light surrounding it carried an indescribable purity. Yet beneath that purity was something completely different.
Something evil.
Something ancient.
Something that seemed to have existed before the current world had even taken shape.
