Within the God's Domain, in a different peninsula forged by another God, a figure emerged from the imposing gates of a white castle seated atop a towering mountain.
Rumble!
Crackle!
The air crackled with an ominous energy, and thunderous echoes reverberated across the vast open lands surrounding the mountain.
The pristine white castle stood in stark contrast to the dark, foreboding clouds that gathered above, as if nature itself recoiled from the divine presence within.
Bang!
Shatter!
Lightning struck repeatedly, illuminating the landscape in brief, eerie flashes. The mountain, its peak obscured by the tempest, bore the scars of the celestial clash, revealing the raw power of the godly forces at play.
In this realm of destruction, the figure from the castle surveyed the surroundings, and the relentless storm seemed to respond to the silent will of the god.
Creak!
