Valhalla was a truly vast plane, so massive that even a Superior Legend would need decades to explore every inch of it. Countless regions remained unconquered, teeming with beasts and ancient forces.
Of course, if the higher echelons of Valhalla truly wished it, they could easily pacify the entire plane. But they didn't. Those wild, dangerous locations served a purpose—they were the testing grounds for the next generation, a crucible for warriors in a realm that revered battle above all else.
One such place was the Evernight Forest, a gargantuan expanse where ancient trees pierced the clouds and blocked the sun entirely. The canopy was so dense that the forest floor lay in perpetual darkness, a place of shadow and silence. Evernight was infamous, feared even among Sages—a battleground where the very air crackled with danger, and only the reckless or the desperate dared step lightly.
