The Ethereal/Umbra Domain.
Aether blinked in surprise as he suddenly found himself dragged into this domain once again, his conscience forcefully pulled without his consent.
"You know… it's really annoying that you keep pulling me in all of a sudden without any warning," Aether muttered, his tone laced with irritation. His brows furrowed as he glanced at his card, which was nearly filled with Ethereal and Umbra energy, pulsing faintly as if it resonated with the domain itself.
Suddenly,
"Hmm… fascinating… such an anomaly, and yet the threads of fate do not coil around you. The path remains uncertain… unable to decide what is to come… intriguing indeed…"
Aether flinched as an ethereal voice echoed through the domain. He instinctively turned around, and his gaze landed on a small, swirling violet orb, no larger than the size of a palm.
It hovered in the air, twisting and pulsing like a miniature portal.
