The fog in the valley was as thick as a cloud, and it made seeing difficult. But amidst the difficulty that one may face, there were creatures that now dwelled in the valley as their home.
There was a reason it was rumored as the Death Valley. It was not only because the dead body thrown into the land was never seen or the whiff of death that lingered in the air—it was old and pungent, almost rich.
The valley has earned its name from being the cause of death itself.
Young Kione strolled into the valley like he knew the place and had been there before, but in truth it was his real first time. As the fog cleared way to make an entrance, the creatures hid themselves in the fog in fear.
He was only a boy, but the aura he carried with him told volumes of what he really was. What he could do even without trying hard. It scared them.