A/N- Skip this chapter if you don't like things like self reflection, introspection and self-discovery.
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I lay there on the straw mattress inside the cavernous seclusion chamber, where I was to spend the next few years as punishment.
I was done with cultivation; it was boring and monotonous.
I practiced various weapon arts and modified them to bring out the highest efficacy of them.
Even my base cultivation technique had mutated and evolved by adding the one Raon had given me.
Thinking of Raon, I couldn't help but feel complicated.
We had a daughter, Altair, and even got married, but I still felt a knot deep inside me, unable to understand my own feelings.
*Sigh*
I heaved a deep sigh as I looked at the rocky ceiling above me, and my thoughts swirled about the time I had spent here.
Besides cultivating and practicing battle arts, I have been thinking about all of my emotions in different streams of thought.
