Heavenly Mountain

The silent cloud gate stood between the massive glaciers of heavenly mountain with a snow storm swirling with piercing cold.

Under the cloud gate, a white haired elder sat in an ice made house. Watching the soul pets run over with slightly muffled eyes.

“Old man, this is my border crossing decree.” The man at the front said.

The man rode a dark lion. This dark lion had long sword teeth, white fur and mane, and seemed incredibly majestic!

Old man took over the decree, casually flipped it over a few times, and then threw it back, returning to his original spot with no glow in his eyes.

The man glanced at the old man who went back to being like a dead man and said nothing more. He lead the five people behind him straight through cloud gate.   

The cloud gate was actually a completely straight glacier valley. It was a very long valley that seemed to have no end, no matter how...