The Fourteenth, Leaving the Mutant World!

In 1700, somewhere in the multiverse. Earth, Mount Everest. At the summit of the nearly ten-thousand-meter peak, frigid frost and snow filled the sky, while icy winds howled like blades. In that old era, when the technology and productivity of every nation were still underdeveloped, countless pilgrims and adventurers had tried to climb Everest, yet not a single person had managed to reach its summit. Thus, this was also one of humanity's untouched and unpolluted sanctuaries. But at this very moment.