Chapter 226 – Ashes
Ashes… Ashes.
Ashes.
Everywhere, there was only ashes around. It was clearly supposed to be a forest, as you could see the tree-shaped ashes all around and the charred grass.
But everything was burning down, as if the fury of a god of fire had struck onto this part of land, turning the ground into a carpet of ashes. But it was no god.
It was a man.
A young man, if you want to be more specific.
All around him were bodies of beasts, now dead, scorched black with their remains still releasing steam in the air.
He sat on a corpse burned to death, cross-legged, his hair ignited with orange fire that seemed — with the blinding light of the sun above — to flutter like flames in a dark night.
His eyes were black, something flickering as if hiding something harrowing inside. He wore luxurious red clothes with black threads weaved into a symbol.
A symbol anyone in the empire would recognize.
