After an hour of chasing, they’ve escaped the Empire’s soldiers. The men hastily aided Ragnar to a seat. Even though Ragnar had a massive body, it didn’t stop his men from carrying his heavy body to safety, where he could surely recover."Go to the village," Ragnar said, his voice trembling."No, we can't; they will find us and destroy the entire village, killing the residents and even Zaly!" All the men inside the carriage, including Ragnar, were hopeless. Their voice trembled, and their legs shook. Knowing that this was the end of their lives, they were obviously afraid of dying at this moment.Even though they have faced a lot of near-death experiences or just heartwarming moments in their lives, this one was different. Their deaths will surely happen at any moment, and if they were alive when the soldiers captured them, they will likely be tortured brutally.“We have no choice but to see our own family before we die! We have to go back to the village quickly!” Ragnar yelled, teari

Ragnar’s in a state of shock and dread. His mouth was wide open as he was about to call for help; his whole face was covered in sweat from fear, and he raised his arms to defend himself from Zaly.But before he could yell for help, a familiar shadow hid behind Zaly. Though the anomaly was nothing but darkness, his smile can still be seen. “The devil! Why are you here? Don’t try to use my son! Don’t use my son!”Ragnar crawled backwards, despite the pain he’s feeling. “You really don’t learn, Ragnar," the DEVIL said as he took a step forward. “Go on, Zaly! Kill him.” The mischievous tone of the DEVIL returned, ordering Zaly to kill his own father.“Zaly! I raised you! I am y–” Ragnar stopped, realizing something. In a state of grief, Ragnar said, “I may not be the father you wanted, but I am your father! I will always be your father! My blood runs inside you; I am still inside you, even if you kill me. My remains will always be inside you, Zaly.”Zaly slowly walked forward, as if he we

In the realm cloaked in shadows, the world twists and fractures, where light and hope surrender to the depths of thunder. This inverted domain, where chaos claims its throne, is known as the upside down, where darkness reigns supreme.Within this accursed land, demons roam freely, their presence oozing with malevolence. They prowl in the darkness, driven by insatiable hunger and twisted delight.This forsaken realm, a place of eternal darkness and despair,Where lost souls wander, trapped in the clutches of fear."Forgive us!" One of the souls wept."O Demons, free us!" Another one cried.Lost souls wept for they were thrashed down in this cursed land by the DEVIL himself, to the blasphemy and sins they've committed."Oh Luca, save us!" One cried as he was punished to feel suffering forever, he will forever feel pain, but not only physical pain, he is already destroyed mentally and he is punished to cry for eternity."You shall not say his name, he had already betrayed his men! He is a

Fraser found himself back on the 2nd floor after successfully delivering the documents to Titania. Exhausted from his work in the castle, he leaned against the wall for support. Taking a moment to catch his breath, Fraser reached into his pockets and retrieved the coins he had earned that day. With a sly smile of relief, he opened his hand to reveal the fruits of his labor. "One metherack coin and five silver coins," he murmured to himself. "That's quite a sum of money. I must use it wisely." Feeling a sense of accomplishment, Fraser decided it was time to head home. However, before he could make his way out, a deep voice echoed from his right. It was a middle-class demon, easily recognizable by his sharp teeth and two horns on his forehead. “Are you tired, Fraser?” “Not really, but I’ll rest; don’t worry.” Fraser glanced at the demon and smiled slightly. “You sure need to. Also, there’s not a lot of demons now; they’ve left because the Etherane will be extinguished in the next

In the distant lands of the northern region of the Realm of Air, a village lies on top of a mountain. The beauty of the village is represented by the green, lush trees that surround the village’s atmosphere; a river formed by the purest water streamed down the mountain, creating a waterfall out of clear water. Koi fish swam through the rivers, and the pandas lived by the bamboos.An old man with local attire held a slumbering young boy at his back, heading towards Fuku Village.With each step taken by the old man, the boy slumbered more in a soothing, serene rhythm. The aerial beings flew past them as the wind grew fiercer.“So refreshing it is.”The old man inhaled deeply while gazing at the different structures of mountains in the distance.After walking for a few minutes, he came across the ritual shrine dedicated to Luca in the village. The presence of the shrine served as a symbolic confirmation that he had reached his destination. It stood as a tangible marker, signifying the en