High above the world, where clouds glow like molten gold and thunder whispers like distant choirs, two roads rise from the earth toward eternity.
On the left stretches a wide and easy road. It is smooth beneath the feet, warm with comfort, and filled with countless travelers. They walk without struggle, laughing, talking, distracted by the noise around them. Yet above this road, dark clouds roll like angry waves. Fire flickers along its edges, and chaos moves like a living shadow. Many do not l...  more