Elian's POV
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[Host's consciousness is drifting away through the mate bond with mate #3.]
[Time for host's arrival in the dark lands: 4... 3... 2... 1. Good luck, fruitcake.]
Elian's eyes opened wide as he gasped, scanning his gaze around. He realised soon that he was squatting with his knees on the ashen red sand.
As he slowly got on his feet, trying to adjust to the change in air purity, his eye trailed to the red sky which twirled with ashen clouds, coiling like portals to another planet.
"The Dark Lands..." He whispered to himself, a broad smile curling up his lips. "I actually made it."
His eyes went ahead, landing on a large mountain that seemed like it touched the sky. And embedded into the black stones of the mountain was an ancient-looking palace with huge pillars and several windows, which shone with lights.
"I wonder what the time difference between Lunaria and the Dark Lands is." He whispered to himself hoarsely, taking a single step forward.
