The serenity of the Shifting Mists tore like gossamer. One moment, the Wanderer followed the Aetherborn's luminous path through soothing, swirling colours; the next, they were violently expelled onto a landscape of damnation: the Ember Peaks. Jagged, obsidian mountains, like the shattered bones of some infernal god, clawed at a sky choked with volcanic ash and lit from below by rivers of molten rock that bled through the valleys. The air was thick, acrid, and scorching, searing the lungs with each ragged breath.

Written by: Valky Fischer • Narrated by: VREXIRA • Music by: Våldsam Zane