Suspicion shrouds the origin of the forbidden grounds. Chilling winds sweep through the Netherworld Valley, feeling like icy blades grazing against the skin and sending sharp pricks of pain.
Black mist coils all around like tangible darkness, leaving only a hazy grayness to the sight.
Absolute silence grips the surroundings; no sound reaches the ears, as if the world has forgotten this place.
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