The Hunt

In the dimly lit depths of the Dark Garden, far beneath the first level where light still clung faintly to the crystals that reflected it, the second level was a realm of complete and utter darkness. Here, no creature possessed the gift of sight. Every beast that roamed these lands was born blind or without eyes entirely, relying solely on their heightened senses—keen ears or powerful Divine Sense—to navigate their treacherous surroundings. It was not a place where any ordinary cultivator could simply wander, for even the strongest could meet their end here without ever knowing how it happened. The dark was not just a shroud, but a predator itself, hiding countless dangers within its inky folds.