Chapter 63 - Crown of Storms

At the pinnacle of the cliff, a mysterious man stood tall, his form unwavering as he felt the cool breeze rustling his cloak. From his lofty vantage point, a faint glimpse of a magnificent city across the island began to be swept away by thinning mist that grew thicker. The weather abruptly shifted, displaying signs of hostility as dark clouds clustered and distant rumbles of thunder resonated. However, the man remained undeterred by the weather's change. Behind the mask that concealed his visage with the numeral five, a satisfied smile was distinctly etched. In that moment, he savored a sensation of rare freedom, as if harmonizing with the liberating aura offered by the peculiar and splendid universe.