Those words made Damon pause. His gaze lingered on the old man for a long second before he slowly crossed his arms over his chest, his posture tightening as thoughts aligned in his mind.
"In the past, during the First Epoch, the Sky Continent used to be called the Heaven Closest to the Abyss," he said, recalling knowledge from when Mugu studied in Lysithara. "I never figured out why until now."
Understanding settled over him like a dark veil. The pieces fit too neatly.
"The Sky Continent was used to suppress the Abyss. That is why the continent is floating. It has been carried by an Abyss all this time."
No one truly knew why the Sky Continent floated. It was simply accepted as a natural wonder of the world. The only thing people knew was that if you tried to go beneath it, you would either die or never return.
Damon's eyes sharpened.
