Chapter 475 – Incompleteness
"Aren't unfinished things beautiful?"
The Historian — a short man standing at best four feet tall, with yellow skin, moose-yellow hair, and matching eyes — spoke directly to Kaden sitting across the table, scratching his full yellow-bearded jaw as he did.
They were inside the cave. Pandora was nowhere to be seen, dismissed by the man she called father.
But looking at him, Kaden couldn't find a shred of resemblance between the two. And beyond the two of them, the Historian was truly apart from the whole Malan tribe.
As if he himself was a stranger, just like Kaden.
None of the tribesmen had yellow skin. Nor were any of them standing at four feet, looking like a child who could be easily lost in a crowd.
Yet despite all the oddities surrounding the jaw-scratching Historian, Kaden couldn't help but feel small in front of him.
