In a world submerged in eternal darkness, a pale light was shining on the vast expanse of flowing water. However, it was unable to penetrate the dreadful depths of the subterranean ocean, reflecting from its surface like the map of a night sky.
The gentle light was emanating from a beautiful woman who was sitting lonesomely on the rough surface of a stone cliff, looking at the dark water with a distant expression. She was delicate and lovely, with a slender build and a soft, enchanting face. Her hair was white, and her eyes seemed to glimmer with the afterglow of pale moonlight.
The corpses of the drowned lay scattered around the radiant beauty, staring into the darkness with empty eyes.
She was Moonveil, one of the seven Transcendent princesses of Song.
Looking into the distance, Moonveil sighed and turned her head slightly, listening to the darkness.