The moment Alex stepped through the teleportation portal, he found himself standing in the heart of the Demon Capital—a realm bathed in crimson twilight.
The skies burned red, swirling clouds of obsidian and gold shifting like an ever-moving canvas. The air was thick with mana, a strange but intoxicating mix of darkness and allure.
Before him stretched Lilith's private garden—a place whispered about even among demons, a sanctuary where only those she deemed worthy could enter.
The first thing that struck Alex was the sheer otherworldly beauty of it.
The garden was massive, a sprawling landscape enclosed by black crystal walls that shimmered faintly, humming with protective enchantments. Vines of violet and gold crawled up their surface, their tips blooming with bioluminescent roses that pulsed like breathing embers.
A soft midnight mist curled around the ground, adding an ethereal glow to the already mystical surroundings.
