Chapter 208: Ch 208 : Seven years later
Consciousness gradually settled, as if trudging through a swamp—every step forward required exhausting all of one's strength to struggle, just like the contradictions in Noel's heart.
Everything in sight was a deep, chaotic abyss, with no discernible boundaries.
It seemed as though even the one proof of existence—the sound of a beating heart—had been swallowed by the infinite darkness.
This place could erode everything: sound, color, body, memory, personality, and even the self.
Yet, even so, Noel continued to move forward.
It felt as if, without doing so, he would be lost forever in the abyss of his consciousness, never able to find his original self again.
He did not know how long he had been struggling—so long that he had almost grown numb—when the unchanging darkness finally began to shift.
Before his eyes unfolded a scene of pure carnage, a hellish battlefield.
Thick, viscous blood had stained the ground a ghastly crimson.
Countless shattered and scattered corpses lay piled upon one another in utter disarray.
A red crescent moon hung in the sky, casting a faint, blood-tinged glow over the land, making the already terrifying scene even more nightmarish.