The Blood Monarch Within
"What do you mean cheat? Also who the hell are you and why are you inside my soul?"
Victor calmly looked into the darkness as he asked the question.
The endless void around him trembled faintly, as though the very soul-space reacted to his voice. Strange crimson fragments floated through the darkness like shattered stars, illuminating only pieces of the vast abyss surrounding him.
Cold air brushed against Victor's face.
No…
Not air.
Mana.
Ancient mana.
Heavy mana.
The kind that carried the scent of old battlefields soaked in blood and death.
Victor slowly narrowed his golden eyes.
Even after hearing the arrogant voice, his expression barely changed. He remained seated calmly within the darkness, his black hair swaying lightly while his gaze searched the void ahead.
Then the voice echoed again.
