Land of Oblivion.
The door that originally lay deep in the sea has become distorted.
It has floated on the water for many years and today it has made some noise before slowly opening.
Inside, a rather bedraggled woman crawled out with difficulty.
"Weren't they supposed to come for me after a hundred years? Why has nobody come by yet? Do I have to find my own way out?"
The State Preceptor murmured under her breath.
But when she came out and saw the desolate surroundings, she was somewhat shocked.
There were coffins everywhere, and barely any sea left.
There were even many corpses floating around.
The earth was full of cracks.
"How did it become like this?"
The State Preceptor found it hard to believe.
She walked through the ruins, looking around for any sign of life.
"Where is the corpse collector?"
Then she soared into the sky and began searching.
After a long time.
Finally atop a hill, she saw a worn and broken man.
He was old and weary.
