The dragon's body collapsed .. its colossal form crashing down before gradually morphing into something disturbingly humanoid.
Standing around the lifeless creature, Frey and his companions could barely resist the urge to collapse themselves. They had touched the edge of the world.
They were just ordinary humans .. born and raised on a planet they once believed to be the entirety of existence.
The Gate Cataclysm, centuries ago, had opened new horizons... but only slightly.
For people like them, "the world" had always meant the land beneath their feet.
But that land was nothing more than a black speck on a canvas far grander than they had ever imagined.
After stepping foot on a new world and encountering beings beyond their understanding, they now stood before something that had existed only in myths.
"I'm not hallucinating, am I?" Snow said, his voice unsteady. "That was… that was a dragon, right?"
