Leonine Heaven.
A man sat at the edge of his continent, staring below at the seemingly endless multicolored void.
His hair was black and long, reaching the center of his back. His nose was straight and pointed, adding to his good looks.
The eyebrows positioned above his eyes were thin, dark, and long, giving the impression of sharp blades hanging on a wall.
His black eyes were peaceful, reflecting the glow of the environment he was in.
Sitting at the edge of this floating continent, any ordinary person would have been scared out of their wits. The continent was so big but compared to the seemingly endless multicolored void below, it didn't look big at all.
This place was a nightmare for anyone scared of heights.
But this 'man' sat there cross-legged, on the ground in silence. He had no fear because he had done this many times before he inherited this continent as his own and had been doing so after he became a Lion King.
