Needleleaf Valley, Violent Bear Ridge.
The golden dawn illuminated the stones and vegetation, coating them with brilliant colors.
Galos grasped Elf Dragon Vera's nape with his claw, holding it up like a kitten, and brought it closer to observe, asking: "You said you come from the Immortal Spirit Wilderness?"
The Elf Dragon drooped its tail and nodded.
Galos smacked his lips, surprised that this little creature actually had some background.
Immortal Spirit Wilderness.
This place is also known as the Fairy Wilderness, a realm inhabited by various elf creatures, and it's not an obscure small plane.
On the contrary, it's very famous, with numerous miniature deities residing within.
At this moment.
Information about the world's and planes' structure surfaced in Galos's mind.
To put it simply.
Planes are collections of worlds.
Countless different worlds cluster together like bubbles, forming planes based on similar characteristics.
