The desert stretched endlessly before Ethan, the twin suns of the Beast Plane casting their scorching light over the land. The air shimmered with heat, and the barren terrain was a stark reminder of how inhospitable this realm was. Riding atop Galeno, his massive tortoise companion, Ethan kept his senses sharp. In this place, danger was never far away.
Angitia slithered effortlessly beside him, her sleek form cutting through the sand like a black shadow. Her gaze frequently darted around, her sharp eyes and psychic senses alert to every disturbance.
"We don't have time to waste," Ethan said, dismounting Galeno and stepping onto the hot sands. "We need to grow stronger if we're going to make it out of here as always."
Angitia's voice slipped into his mind, calm and authoritative. This plane respects only power, Master. If you falter, it will consume you.
"Then we'd better get started," Ethan replied, his voice resolute.
Your gift is the motivation for my creation. Give me more motivation!
Creation is hard, cheer me up!
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