C1856 Bullying

In the depths of the ice mountain, outside of a palace made of ice and snow, a middle-aged man appeared. He wore a fur robe, and his silver hair cascaded down the back of his head like a waterfall.

He gazed into the distance, as though he could see a scene from far away. His eyes were silvery white, exuding an ethereal glow that caused others to be unable to make out his intentions