He straightened his posture so that he cut through air like a knife, headfirst. The jagged surface of the stone spire zoomed past as he fell. He then laughed as he threw himself off the top of the rock. With an anticipatory smile, Ethan dropped to his knees and slammed a mechanical spike into the rock at his feet. There was a flash of light in the shadows ahead. The thought sent an excited shiver down Ethan’s spine. Only the bravest and most experienced explorers dared enter the Chaotic Plains, and going in alone was generally considered suicide. It was full of undiscovered treasures, but the thrill was what had drawn Ethan. The Chaotic Plains were a maze of shifting paths, containing endless challenges and dangers. The labyrinth of dry earth and jagged stone standing before Ethan presented him with no obvious path forward, but he needed to pick a way regardless. Its futuristic style clashed with the tattered brown cloak that was wrapped around his shoulders and fell over his back.
His body was covered in sleek black armor that glowed softly with yellow light where its ceramic plates met. He was standing atop a particularly tall spire of rock that allowed him to see everything for miles. They looked barren and empty.Įthan pulled up the visor on his helmet and studied the vista before him. Nothing grew among the tall clusters of rocks. Their warped heights formed a jagged canopy that concealed most of the ground. Towers of twisted grey rock rose toward the sky, like a hundred thousand hands reaching for salvation. The crimson light that descended from the heavens was harsh and unearthly, but it illuminated the vast broken land that extended out to the horizon. The air was heavy, as if a storm had just broken or as if one was just beginning to gather. There was no sun or moon in sight, but clusters of black clouds floated overhead at a brisk pace. The hazy sky overhead glowed an eerie red.
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