Secret Village.
The light shone upon Winter Mountain. The night passed, and it was time for another day.
The glistering snow shone hundreds of kilometers as the towering mountains stretched towards the clouds.
While most of the mountain was lifeless, there was a village situated near the middle of the mountain, around a kilometer away from the ground.
There was a flat space that fit the large village that housed close to a thousand villagers. Around the village were the tops of the large mountains that extended towards the clouds. From the village's entrance, endless snow hills went further down the mountain.
Step step, creak.
A sleepy-looking villager who wore a modest-looking linen shirt stepped out of his room, looking like he had just woken up.
After opening his groggy eyes, his foggy vision cleared up, and he saw the frost-covered windows. The weather was cold as always, but the house continued staying warm with the help of the fireplace that was blazing.