The mountains were endless, and the sea of clouds had no bounds. It was like a scene straight out of paradise.

A man in white robes stood on top of a mountain that towered over even the clouds. His hands were clasped behind his back, and his long hair swayed freely with the wind. He looked both handsome and refined. The sky stood even with him, and the ground and all other living beings existed beneath his feet.

He was just standing there, and yet clouds automatically gathered ...