Desert

The Amani Desert. Spanning across miles and miles of the largest continent in the overworld. It was mostly made up of, well, sand. Though, to be fair, there were many fascinating stone structures, the occasional oasis, and vagrant settlements.

Despite all of that, many still considered this place to be a no man's land. The climate was harsh, the competition for survival was fierce, and the sandstorms that ran amok were cruel.

Who would ever want to come here?

HUM...

Without warning, a large, blue crack appeared in the sky, and a humanoid figure was forcefully ejected from it, landing on a small sand dune with great speed. Following that, it disappeared, obviously unbothered by its actions.

The figure fell without stopping, ultimately ending up impaled in the dune with only a pair of attractive legs protruding, clad in what seemed to be black leather.

"F-Fucking... karma..."

It was none other than Aria, who was now busy catching her breath after experiencing what could only be described as space-time turbulence. She was a demon, but she had now developed a newfound respect for the karmic deities. She would definitely think for a few seconds longer next time she felt the urge to manhandle Lily.