Prologue (1/2)

Prologue - A Mystical Encounter

Alcaeus looks at the silver-haired youth standing before him,

behind him is the monstrous dark cave,

looking as if a beast from under the earth is ready to s him whole

His smile is warm and beautiful,

yet it seems to contain

a faint sorrow that can be seen only because of his gentleness —

just like the s from his body

The sky is filled with rolling pieces of snow, as if a large beast shaking off its white fur, spreading across the space and obstructing one's vision

This mainland’s winter has arrived

In the south, there is only the beginning of an undetectable lowering of te, you will see frost on the s, but here — theis already barren Large icebergs floating atop the surface of the ocean occasionally collide with each other, ear-piercing sounds e off into the ocean, resulting in white waves The vast black dirt, after a few continuous days of heavy snow, became a white snow land This is already theicicles are akin to the sharp teeth of beasts, holding together the end of the heavens and earth tightly, the horizon disappearing under the glaring white surface of the ice

The dense clouds, the light, block the sky as if coated by a layer of dust, round

Thesound as if there are wolves constantly howling In the heavy snow the size of fists, the silhouette of a young and s towards the depth of the glaciers at the end of the heavens and earth

Actually, he does not knohat he is looking for, all he knows is that there is a voice calling out of hi soul, unable to be waved away

The harsh and bitter wind blows the silvery white hood off of his head; the deep blue robe embroidered with luxurious platinuolden eyelashes that reseleam, the wind blows across his pale skin like knives, his cheeks should have a rosy glow that twelve, thirteen-year-old youths should have, yet at this moment, there is only a deathly paleness, in his irises are limitless shi+vers and panic

The glaciers at both sides gradually tighten, beco narrower, in the distance, the end of the heaven and earth, the glacier walls fold into one, only leaving a gloomy infinite cave, unsure of where it leads to

Between the heavens and earth are snowflakes rolling as if being attracted by a vast a pulled into the dark cave, and then disappearing into a dead like silence

As if being sed by so……

“Screech— crunch—“

“Screech— crunch—“

Sound e from the depths of the cave

As if a certain , every sound scratches across the eardru shi+vers down ones spine

At first, this sound sounds like a the screeching of aburnt to death, but after listening to it for a while, there is a hint of unnerving delight, becoirls screams, the kind of dreamy shrieks that is a mixture of pain and insane pleasant sensations