He could not deny it.
The worlds beyond the portal were nothing short of creative. The castle of finite doorways, the purple forest, and now the bloodscape.
Although this place looked like something straight out of a nightmare, it was still interesting, even beautiful, in an ominous and deeply unsettling way.
The sky was red as blood. There was no sun, but the sky shone with a bright crimson illumination that radiated across the entire land, bathing everything beneath it in an eerie and oppressive glow.
The ground below was shiny as well, glistening faintly beneath the crimson light. It almost looked tiled, yet it retained just enough roughness to make walking possible without slipping.
Nonetheless, according to research and individual reports gathered from thousands of hunters, the more beautiful a world appeared, the more chaotic and dangerous it usually became.
And this bloodscape was no exception.
