Day ▮▮ - ▮▮:▮▮ ▮▮ - Arid Mountains, Spirit Dimension
About eleven kilometers north of where the Night Everred Spirit Tree grew, the nearest kingdom of the wind spirits, Syplhs, was located. It should have been a beautiful land maintained by the nature-loving creatures that inhabited it. It was an almost imaginary place, filled with peals of laughter from the lively Sylphs and their usual playful antics.
Of course, none of those characteristics remained its current repulsive visage.
A continuously pulsating mass of flesh covered the already dried up kingdom. The only things that kept the trees upright were the tentacles of that enormous expanse of flesh that spiraled around the trunks extending to the ground. Like its main body, the spiraled fleshy appendages continued to pulsate in a manner that made it look like it was sucking something from the earth.
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Mark decided to postpone exploring the Sylph Kingdom and decided to go to the next one.
It seemed that the Sylphs were just unfortunate to lose their home. They might have encountered something horrible for that to happen.
Well, it looks like some reunion would happen along with some discrimination...
That's understandable, I guess.
>.<