Chapter 158 – Back to Desde City
Meanwhile, as Cassius was finally permitted to sleep after a long and exhausting day, the Lord of Death smiled strangely upon him from deep within his Gate of Death.
Vorn sat on a high throne, black and red and smooth, carved from the spine of a slaughtered god long ago during his transcendence, shaped like a screaming jaw that closed over him like a hood.
His entire body was draped in a black flowery robe, a hood covering his head and plunging his face into an unmoving darkness where nothing could be discerned.
His throne stood above a black and white river, where every second new wisps of souls arrived, only to sink into the current one by one.
Beneath that river was a bustling Kingdom of Death, indistinguishable at first glance from the Badur Kingdom itself. It looked like an exact copy, yet entirely emptied of the liveliness that made the kingdom so renowned throughout the Heartland.
