A harrumph echoed. The black silhouette converged as flower petals began raining on the desolate land. A light fragrance wafted across the world, leaving one with a floating sensation. A figure stepped out from the void, and the dark world suddenly lit up as if the moon had emerged from its concealment.0

It was a woman dressed in a black phoenix-plume dress fastened with a dark gold silk belt. Stars seemed to move whenever her dress swayed, and the belt made her waist look as slim as if one could wrap one’s arm around it. She wore a thin red veil layered above her dress that obscured her smooth skin. Her black hair cascaded like a waterfall...1