Amidst the dazzling fall of gold, the once vast cavern ripped apart, rocks surged up from the ground, and silt slid into the abyss.
However, this eerie underground space did not collapse due to such tumultuous changes.
It simply grew larger.
So large that even the thunderous lightning of four colors could not illuminate any of the perennial rocky walls, creating a vast world of darkness with no end in sight.
In the perpetually roaring space, two golden pillars suddenly inverted towards the earth like lofty mountains reaching the sky. These were the feet of the golden giant.
The golden giant stood there, towering magnificently.
This colossal creation exceeded the limits of conventional boundaries; it was not rigid metal blocks but a slow flow of melted gold forming unique shapes. The contours of its muscles appeared and disappeared in the flowing gold, glittering and radiant, imbued with an eerie life force.
