The twilight was like a rag soaked in ink, wrapping the Dark Forest seamlessly.
The deeper one ventured into the forest, the more twisted and grotesque the trees appeared, their branches drooping limply like arms drained of bones, withered leaves carpeting the ground, and dead vines visible everywhere.
The entire forest was steeped in a suffocating deathly silence, yet hidden everywhere were signs of chaotic birth.
There was no clamor of living creatures here, only the silent spread of the scent of death. Every breath tasted of rusty bitterness, as if the forest itself was slowly and painfully decaying, and everyone trapped within was destined to become a maggot on this giant corpse.
In the shadows, a figure slowly emerged, a flash of white light, and a silhouette suddenly appeared.
Hiss hiss hiss~~
Standing a head taller than an adult, Kazik waved its forelimbs, letting out a disgruntled murmur from its mouth.
"See, you're impatient again. Didn't I let you out this time?"
