This world was unlike anything Cain had ever seen...
Even the otherwordly landscape of Prometheus couldn't compare to the grandeur of the world sprawled before him like a canvas filled with paintings of a mad god.
The sky, or what Cain could only think was the sky, was filled with countless floating pieces of rocks orbiting a much larger platform of solid earth. Some of them were small, empty, and barren. Others were filled with large and filled with many wonders, and dangers...
Looking behind him, Cain was able to see the rift he had left behind, as well as the two metal cocoons containing Jenny and Susan. Just below him, hanging onto its last breath, was the terrifying visage of the Realm-Walker.
The energy of the world seemed to work against its own, destroying the darkness that covered the creature.