A World Beyond

Emerging through the portal, Megumi and her comrades left the miserable world of humans behind to return to whence they came, victorious as always; the demiplane upon which they dwelled was indeed a magnificent place; an entire dimension willed into being by the incalculable magical powers of the Masked Man, it was said that it had been done over seven days, each day he wove another aspect of the demiplane into existence, until at last he had created a plane worthy of any god -- and his followers, the true disciples of magic.

Upon the first day, he wove the dimension together into a cohesive if unstable form; when the morn of the second day came he shaped the earth, ground and cliffs that now adorned the landscape, forming the foundation of a world to be; and then upon the third day did he imprint upon his world his own sense of beauty, by conjuring his own form of flora, all made to flatter his personal sense of style.

Alien-looking trees stretched towards the black sky, their thick branches adorned with a myriad of gorgeous indigo flowers with black centers, their appearance were something extraordinary to behold, and Megumi found them particularly charming. Despite how they looked, they were far from decorative, and had an important role to play for the Coven; for they had been created such that when someone ate their fruit, and were of sufficient magical talent, their powers and reiryoku would be greatly enhanced for a time. On the other hand, if the one eating it was found lacking, the tree would take root within their spirit and burst out of their body to replicate itself. For its sinister nature and dark color, it had been named Duskbloom by some within the Coven.

Megumi herself had once eaten of the fruit, and by surviving that ordeal she had proven herself worthy of the Sorcerers respect; and a worthy candidate for the position of Mage.

Finally, after what seemed like a while, the members of the coven reached the top of a large cliff overlooking a road down into a crag; down in which lied their home -- a fantastical edo-style castle surrounded by three mighty kidou cannons fit to obliterate entire planes of existence if the Coven wished it. It was the crown of the Masked Man's work -- a palace the like which had scarcely ever been seen in myth or reality, fit to house an entire country, it had been told --- erected entirely through the use of magic. So humongous was the castle that while inside, most had to resort to teleportation to move about inside it in an efficient manner.

It had a simple name, despite its overwhelming grandeur and ambitious appearance -- simply, Our Home.