100 Years Later

Sprawling thunderstorms rolled under the dark skies, lighting up the world with a flashy purple. 

Standing beneath a gigantic red vortex was a figure clad in torn leather armor, his pale face covered in dried blood and long silver hair swaying wildly with the winds. 

A pitch black sword's edge dripped with fresh blue blood as he stood atop a pile of monster corpses, staring at the very red vortex.

*BOOM!* *BOOM!* *BOOM!*

Lightning cascaded from the churning vortex above, yet Lith stood unmoved, his gaze locked and intent.

The heavens roared, splitting as a colossal Sea King emerged from the depths, his mighty golden trident gleaming like a god's decree.

Thunderstorms spiraled around him, and the storm-laden waves sliced through the air like icy shards, cutting everything in their path.

Lith drew a sharp breath and, with a fierce swing of his sword, shattered the earth beneath him, a jagged crack yawning wide.