The place where the only light source was located was a dark, cold and gloomy area with dark red flowers on the ground. No matter how absurd it seemed for a flower to emit light, it did not seem strange in this environment. These flowers, which resemble spider webs with their leaf crowns clustered on their stems, presented a bright red appearance in this gloomy environment.
The eerie glow of these flowers growing in such a frightening place was both fascinating and chilling. Despite their beauty, they exuded a coldness that no one wanted to approach. Their abnormalities were clearly visible from the light they emitted. Although people were amazed by their beauty, the chilling coldness they gave off made them prefer to keep their distance. However, in the middle of this flower field stood a young man who could not stand upright.
Supported by a sword stuck into the ground, the youth was clearly showing signs of fatigue. His clothes were sweaty and torn in many places, as if he had just come out of the war. His rapid breathing was a sign of fatigue; However, the sword he was holding by the hilt and his torn clothes full of blood stains proved that exercise was not the cause of his fatigue.
The roots of the strands of hair were light gray, while the ends were turning red. This was a unique feature that appeared in these colors because the environment was filled with deep red flowers. Her hair, which reflected light like crystal depending on the brightness of the environment, was a genetic trait she allegedly inherited from her biological father.
The young man's eye color was also quite striking. Unlike traditional colors, his eyes were amber yellow; It looked like a brightly polished amber stone. These eyes shone with a mystery that made the viewers feel more comfortable but inevitably fascinated. The young man, who was 1.75 tall, was not tall and his body looked thin, but under his clothes he had tight muscles that could compete with any athlete.
As his breathing gradually improved, the young man's fatigue began to decrease over time. After resting enough to stand without support, he took out the sword he had stuck in the ground and began to examine it carefully with both hands. It was a one-handed sword approximately 65-70 centimeters long. While the blade and hilt were black, the tip was red. The blood spaces looked like thin veins and were red in color. Although the sword had a hilt, it had no protection. Both in appearance and reality, the blade and hilt formed a single piece. Even the red flower on its stem looked like the flowers on the ground. This seemed quite normal, considering he found the sword among these flowers.
After examining the sword for a while, the young man relaxed his body by taking a few deep breaths.
"It's finally over," he said, and threw himself down among the red flowers as if he were going to lie on his back. As she lay on the ground, it caused many red flower petals to fly into the air, creating a magnificent sight from her perspective. After enduring so much hardship, this sight felt like a soothing balm to him.
She took another deep breath, unable to hold back her tears, to make sure that everything was really over. He cried silently; Not because he was sad or happy, but because he could finally breathe a sigh of relief. Because-
There was no need to fight anymore.
He didn't need to suffer anymore.
There was no need to kill anymore.
He didn't need to die anymore.
He managed to escape the vicious circle that turned his life into hell. It was a real miracle that he maintained his mental health despite the countless deaths he experienced in this relentless cycle. The powers he gained during this time were nothing less than the key to breaking this cycle.
But his ordeal is not over yet.
"Ha!"
I continue to lie among the red flowers;
"That cursed fox was right," he muttered. He couldn't stop thinking about the girl who had suddenly appeared a few minutes ago.
The girl was very strong.
That girl was so strong that she made the young man feel inferior. That girl was a scary and dangerous being. As if that wasn't enough, she had a seductive spiritual beauty and charm.
The young man fell in love with the girl's sapphire eyes.
In those deep blue eyes, it was as if there was no secret he could hide from that girl. He felt completely exposed. It was scary but also fascinating.
It was love at first sight.
But it was also their worst first meeting. Even though he had a strong and durable body, he knew that he was nearing the end of his life. He could feel it. He could feel his soul being torn apart and many pieces missing.
While his soul was shattered, the only reason he could survive was this red flowered sword he held in his hand.
("Void is the beginning and end of everything. It is also the only point where all dimensions intersect.")
("Being close to the Void here and having your soul shattered caused the missing soul pieces to fall into unknown dimensions.")
("If you want to continue living, you must find the missing pieces of your soul.")
("And for this you must pass through the Void...")
("...which even I find extremely difficult.")
Every word she said to him kept repeating in his mind, especially the last sentence before leaving that made his heart beat faster.
("Maybe if you manage to find the pieces of your soul and survive, you can come and find me. Who knows, maybe you can be the first man to impress me.")
Seeing the girl lick her own lips before leaving was the only reason the young man had any desire to live.
"That damned fox," he muttered again. After slowly getting up from where he lay, he continued talking.
"You're so sadistic that you give me a reason to live, even if I could end up dead. And I'm really pathetic for being someone who will live to impress you. Was I really that poor?"
"Whatever. Whether what you say is true or not, I will find you one day!"
This promise the young man made to himself was the beginning of a legend that would affect many dimensions.
"___ AsilAsalet ___"