In the boundless void at the core of the Spirit Ruins Earth, high above in the vast sky, the heavy cloud layers were suddenly parted by an invisible force.
In an instant, a shadow so massive it caused breathlessness appeared, like a primal ferocious beast that had been dormant since the chaos of creation, slowly coming into view.
Upon closer inspection, it turned out to be an island.
Its name was Linking Island, surrounded by mysterious halos of light.
At its edges, lightning flickered, and the clouds around it surged wildly. The mountains, rivers, and forests on the island were indistinct amid the hazy mist.
The body of the island quietly floated in the ethereal void, without any support, yet it remained steady, as if born with the heavens and earth, unmoved by the passage of time.
The surging sea of clouds below roiled and surged like turbulent waves.
As sunlight poured down, it outlined a dreamlike golden halo around Linking Island, exuding endless mystery.
