The painting world was a two-dimensional space. It was the first world that Lu Zhiyu had created.
Compared to Maria's World, it only had length and width, but lacked the third dimension of height. After the downfall of that dimension, Lu Zhiyu had cast away the map of the world in a far-flung corner.
At the moment, Lu Zhiyu was looking at the pile of scrolls within the flying castle. Finally, he had found the map amid this pile of papers. Now, this broken and rotted world had, after all this time, once again been taken out by Lu Zhiyu!
Everything in that world was currently broken. Even the sun had ceased to shine! There was no light or warmth, and without gravity and order being present to regulate everything, the world was a total mess.
Ah! This feels like it was so long ago!