Chapter 390 The Mark of Qayin Rui’s Awakening
That night felt different. The sky was not just dark; it seemed to watch over her with intense scrutiny, creating a profound tension in the atmosphere. The whisper of the wind was gentle, carrying the scent of damp earth that deepened her sense of unease.
Yu Rui Fei Lin stood behind the narrow window of her wooden house. Her hands trembled, not from the cold, but because she was starting to sense something unusual... a whisper from within herself. The voice came in sync with her heartbeat, reminiscent of an ancient rite attempting to lift the veil between reality and shadows. Her heart raced, and as darkness challenged her, she felt the outside world beginning to fade away, enveloped by an inescapable mystery.
"Rui..."
"Open your eyes, and see who is truly bound in your blood."
"Your name is not one. You carry two destinies."
That night, she fell asleep, but her sleep was restless, haunted by vague faces shimmering in the dark. Yet in her dreams, she was not at home. She was not in Qingheng. She found herself trapped in a colorless void.
Not black. Not white. No sound. No form. Only a dancing emptiness, intertwined with uncertainty; a stage seemingly waiting for every beat of his heart.
Only a dark red light hole in the air existed—spiraling like an inverted vortex. The spiral seemed to want to pull her in, pressing her into the core of something deeper and darker. She felt a strong tug, a call from her trapped soul, telling her that she was more than just what was visible.
From that hole, a hooded figure emerged, his eyes covered with a red cloth, emanating an aura of mystery and dread. His hands were bound by chains of gold and bone, symbols of suffering and curse. His voice... reverberated through Rui's entire being, shaking her to the core of his existence.
"You are the child of a failed legacy."
"Your blood remembers the sins yet to be redeemed."