Chapter 100 --100
The master didn’t say anything.
He turned slightly and walked to the side, sitting down on a nearby stone like he had no rush, like the weight he carried today needed solid ground. His golden hair swayed softly in the wind, almost glowing under the night sky.
Kaya didn’t ask anything. She quietly walked and sat across from him on another stone. She looked at his face.
One glance... and she knew. He didn’t come for small talk. He came because something was bothering him—something serious.
He looked at her once, eyes heavy, lips tight. Still not saying a word.
And Kaya... she just exhaled slowly, rubbing her forehead once, then said under her breath, "So? Speak already. This silence is making my brain itch."
After a few seconds of silence, the wind blew again—soft, but filled with something heavy... something that tugged at the air around them. And when it did, the master finally spoke.
"You’re not the first one who’s come to this place."
Kaya didn’t react much. Of course she wasn’t. What place in the world remains untouched, especially a place like this—so full of whispers and forgotten echoes? Someone had definitely been here before. Someone always is.
The master looked at her, gaze soft but distant. "There used to be two brothers," he said, "who were everything to each other. Blood? Maybe not. But bond? Stronger than that."
He paused for a moment.