When Ryuk stepped through, he felt the world stand still, before he instantly regained his footing.
His eyes flashed when he felt the world around him clear up, finding himself crouched on the ground.
He calmly rose up, his eyes scanning through his surroundings.
"Hmmm," Ryuk hummed under his breath as he looked at the area he was in.
A wide area—one he felt more than familiar with due to repeated entrance.
It was a throne room, one painted in pure crimson red.
The floors seemed to have been made from a gemstone that rippled like blood waves with every step, and Ryuk's eyes flashed as he tested the strength by pressing his legs.
Yet, not a single crack was made on the gem-like stone, shocking him speechless.
'This is the hardest ground I have seen in a long while now' He mused to himself as he took in the empty throne room, before he slowly turned his back—and that was when his eyes flashed and he stopped mid-motion.
