Kai stood in stunned silence.
Before him are three portals leading to distinct domains.
Beyond the left portal was a massive battlefield with a swirling black dust sweeping over the entire area. Swords, spears, and shields littered the ground in unnatural angles, while the dust swept against them hard, creating steel noises that sounded like the sound of weeping.
On the right portal, the land is a luminous, silken arch formed of living roses and myrtle
Soft golden light filtered through, exuding pleasing warmth that carried the scent of honey.
And for the center portal, it was the most eerie one.
It was an obsidian archway—that was wreathed in coils of black torch-smoke that twisted up like dying prayers. On either side, blood fell in a ceaseless curtain, slick and crimson, a deep veil that obscured whatever lay beyond, as through the threshold itself wept.
Above each portal, there was a notification.
One that tells Kai of the owner that owned the domain beyond it.
