C394 The Land of Soil

In the depths of an ice-cold and deathly silent abyss lay the corpses and bones of many races, with a perpetual chill in the air.

He struggled to take root amidst the remains, where nutrients were scarce. Once, he had taken the form of a young human, hoping to escape this land of death, but his attempt was in vain.

As time passed, various sects were drawn to this place