A few hours ago, by the world that was devoid of light.
Victor emerged from the light that vanished as soon as he stepped onto the dark ground.
"The world of death…" Victor raised an eyebrow.
It was the first time he had been here, as this was his first death.
The death didn't make him mad or sad; it made him curious.
The infamous Dark World.
What was the reason that no one kept their memories of that place?
At that moment, he saw the only source of light coming from ahead. It was the gateway to the Dark World.
Victor narrowed his eyes and headed there, but when he was not that far away, he saw a silhouette that almost seemed invisible inside this dark place.
The strange man was sitting on the ground, his back permanently hunched, staring blankly at the gateway like he wanted to go there, but since he was sitting for too long, he couldn't stand up anymore.
"Who are you?" Victor asked from him.
