The Goddess of Creation
Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
Standing upon the broken ruins of the Star of Creation, everything they saw was the true face of the Umbral Realm.
It was a universe engulfed by chaos and darkness. Of course, most universes were dark, but here, darkness was not a state, but a perceptible, perceivable substance.
The remnants after the rupture of the Star of Creation floated in the center of the dimension. The powerful energies that remained in the area for 10,000 years still kept the debris together. And that prevented the shattered continents from drifting away into the void. Yet, the polluted atmosphere seemed to be maintained by some sort of energy field around the debris. It cast a misty pall upon the already desolate land, like a shroud over a corpse.
However, these were not the only objects within the Umbral Realm.