Somewhere in Glory Sect where birds chirped happily amidst the fragrant scent of flowers…
This ground was slightly distant from the bustling main area of Glory Sect. And beyond the cliff was the strong crashing of waves from the raging sea below.
Facing the sea, the flowers bloomed beautifully.
This was a place of peaceful cultivation, a place enough to let anyone forget about their pain and find peace within the recesses of nature, going back to their own roots.
And on the cliff stood a young man facing the raging seas. The cold wind blew at his long curls, but that resolute face of his had a look of haggardness.
Those eyes which should have been filled with vigor and strength dimmed with empty darkness, containing indignance.
"ARGH!"
The youth faced the seas and screamed out, venting the unwillingness in his heart.
The seas returned his scream with crashes of waves against the cliff walls, as though echoing his pain within them.
