A black liquid, similar to crude oil, seeped from beneath the surface, covering the ground.
The molten ground began to cool, large amounts of white mist rising and obscuring vision.
A dark red girl looked down, seeing black runes covering the cooled molten ground.
As the liquid solidified, it became indistinguishable from scales on the surface.
And the cracks formed a kind of symmetrical pattern, resembling the texture of a massive creature's surface.
Or, rather, the seams of scales.
Then something took a deep breath.
The entire world seemed to breathe.
The scales began to tremble, and with the tremor, hot air spewed from between the scales.
Each scale appeared to be alive!
When she rose up, expanding her view, she could see more clearly.
The entire Curse Realm was slightly expanding and contracting!
The world—no, or rather the planet that is the Curse Realm, was continuously active, letting out a terrifying low growl!
