C2811 Frost's Question

"The war is about to begin."

Shuang gazed at the sky, her voice a soft murmur.

The once azure expanse had transformed entirely. A pale mist churned ceaselessly, with cracks and lightning flashing, heralding the approach of a storm.

In the distance, something indescribable peeked through the void.

Desecration, chaos, madness, disorder...

No words could capture its essence