Upon the highest peak of Murim, a lone man clad in all-black sat.
Higher than even the clouds, higher than all. He was the heavens themselves!
His hair was as black as the night. And he was incredibly handsome as well. A chiseled face along with Jade-like skin. His eyes were as red as blood and he wore royal attire.
A robe of ebony adorned with intricate crimson embroidery which went to his knees, he wore ebony trousers as well. Which was both comfortable for normal life as well as battle.
Even though he was merely sitting, the air was shaking from his power! The waves of Demonic energy he subconsciously emitted made the world bend to his will.
"More came."
Ma Cheon said as he used his peerless eyes to gaze upon two youths who entered into the Forest of the Shadows.
"One is of Yin, whilst the other is of yang. An Interesting pair."
He commented and went back to drinking wine.
[You seem quite carefree.]
The voice of the tower resounded throughout the peak.
