C222 Peak

The mountain peak rose majestically, shrouded in thick smoke that swirled around it like silk, twisting and flowing as if alive. It gathered and dispersed in a mesmerizing dance.

Beneath the mountain's sheer cliffs, a chilling wind from the Underworlds carried mournful wails, echoing like the screams of tormented ghosts. The sound was desolate and piercing, sending shivers down the spine