Warhammer 40k: Lust of Light

At night, the snow has stopped for a long time.

There are trees growing on the mountains and down the mountains. In winter, their vitality dies, and there are no leaves, only branches covered with frost.

A strange crack that was not on the material level emerged from under the cliff.

In the crack, a weak sprout grew.

The young sprouts were like the only life in the snow.

After the sprout poked its head out and felt the real existence of the world, it began to grow rapidly, and soon it developed into a vine.

The vine began to bloom and then bear fruit.

The fruit quickly fell from the vine and rolled to the side.

The vines quickly decayed and turned into patches, repairing the cracks again.

The fruit split open at this moment, and a tall figure walked out of it.

After looking at his hands in confusion, the figure walked barefoot on the snow towards the unknown front.

The fruit shell lies in the snow, slowly melting.

The figure drifted away in the snow.

Finally, when the small dot that the figure turned into was blurred to the point of being almost invisible.

At the end of the horizon, a dim light lit up.