A towering gateway, seemingly of bronze and gold, stretched boundlessly in all directions, dim and indistinct.
A Bronze Mask. A Golden Long Robe. Shrouded in shadow, exuding Profound Mysteries. The being seated upon the great throne calmly regarded the crowd, its aura and presence utterly soul-stealing.
Though most of these prodigies were worldly and more than a few had faced life and death, their legs were now trembling uncontrollably, sweat pouring down like rain.
An irrepressible chill shot up from the base of their spines, and in an instant, it flooded their entire bodies, seeping into every pore.
Deep inside this great tomb... there was actually a living being!
An Ancient Creature that had lived through countless Years, one that had witnessed ages pass and mountains turn to dust!
The area fell into a strange, dead silence. Everyone held their breath, the only sounds being the frantic, uneven rhythm of their own heartbeats and ragged gasps.
"S-Se... Senior!"
