Chapter 855: The Titan’s Sigil
"I heard it!"
"When night fell, someone gently called my name."
"In that age of suffering and hardship, they forged an invincible soul with resilience and faith."
"Spirit and soul... they shine brightest in the crucible of pain and suffering."
"Chix, I thank you for your gift."
The screaming Orion slowly rose from the ground. On his forehead, the mark of an ancestral soul had appeared—the sigil of a Titan. It was the image of two giant, crossed tusks, a symbol of life’s tenacity and of hope for the future. At the same time, it was an emblem of an indomitable, unyielding will.
Orion was different now. He was different from an ordinary giant. From within his own bloodline, he had awakened the Titan’s Sigil, received the will of an ancestral soul, and inherited a legacy of spirit. As Orion understood it, he had inherited a legacy of pain.
"How do you want to die?" Orion’s gaze fixed on Chix, his eyes now filled with a fortitude that seemed to transcend time. In the face of such resilience, pain was merely a daily routine.
"Impossible!" Chix shrieked. "How can you be standing there, perfectly fine? I don’t believe it!"
He redoubled the speed of his attacks, putting his full strength into every swing of the scythe against the copy.
But no matter how mercilessly the copy was cut, Orion stood motionless, his face devoid of pain, not a single cry escaping his lips.
"This feeling is rather complex," Orion said with a strange smile. He suddenly raised his hand and made a choking gesture in the empty air.