A/N: This chapter (and the preceding chapters to follow this) is the reason for the reader discretion/warning on the synopsis. Enjoy reading!
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Amidst the chaos, the turmoil of the world, Jonathan stood, looking at the fallen pillar which separated him from his child and the king of Feuersturm. He closed his eyes, thinking about the king of Feuersturm. The ninth king, they called him. His family was murdered by this body—and Jonathan knew well as he came back to the tower with blood on his hands. The blood of the Feuerkriegers.
"Father."
Jonathan turned to the one who spoke, it was Lust, who was occupying the body of a noblewoman.
"It is time to return." She said. "We've warmed up the countries of Zuerst."
Jonathan stared at Lust with a blank gaze.
And she smiled as she noticed this.
"Mother…" she said. "Will soon awaken."
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