Chapter 100: Dark Hymn.

Dyon appeared in a world of darkness. The only light came from the cracked soil beneath his feet that seemed to glow a blood red. The sky had no stars, there was only the faint outline of a tower in the distance that glowed its own red color.

The air was heavy, and the sense of danger made Dyon's hairs stand on end. The space around him was filled with what looked like the outlines of trees. But, when Dyon used his aurora to inspect them, he was startled to find that they were made of charred bone rising to such a height that even with the help of his Aurora, Dyon couldn't see the top of.

If it wasn't for them being so thin and sparse, he would have never seen the tower in the distance.

'What kind of world is this?...'

From his master's memory, Dyon was fully aware that every world of legacy left behind by an expert was different. However, one thing stayed the same: each and every one was a test to find the best successor.