[Dark Age Pass][6][Red Hill]

Someone was standing on a red hill, a mountain rose behind him, and even further on the horizon was a black forest. This man was not entirely alive. He was probably forty years old, dressed in long white robes that were worn in this land, and his face was hidden by a black mask, similar to the wings of an angel. He stood, swaying, as if not daring to step further. “Hey,” I called. The stranger turned around, then walked slowly towards me. [description created by neural network]