Chapitre 479: Eryndor Race

In the Chaotic Continent, the first innate Eryndor was quietly born under the manipulation of the world.

As he was born, he didn't move like normal but instead stared blankly at the sky.

As a being born out of thin air, he knew nothing but a blank mind full of questions about his very existence.

As he tried to move his body to stand up, he fell several times before finally getting into a crawling position.

Looking at the surroundings, his eyes dilated in amazement.

The world around was vast and mysterious, filled with unfamiliar shapes and sounds.

It was an overwhelming sight: the vibrant landscape, the colors of the sky, and the rustling trees that swayed in the wind.

Looking down at his own hands and feet, a sense of wonder began to swell within his heart. 

"What am I?" he thought. 

"Why can I move? Why can I think? Why can I hear and see?"

Crawling around the area, he began to ponder the purpose of his existence.