The mingling of two bloodlines: would it bring salvation or destruction? Xiang Chenluo was torn. The evil spirit of the **-user within him was constantly eroding his mind.
He grew increasingly ferocious. The flame on his forehead became ever clearer, its blazing red gradually replaced by black. He clutched his head in agony. Who am I? I... The scene before his eyes slowly blurred. Then came a thud. He collapsed...
The woman had just finished carrying out a mission. Dragging her injured body, she walked slowly along. A figure dressed in black came into view not far away. She warily looked around, then cautiously approached the shadow and bent down. "There's still a pulse." She hesitated over whether to save the boy's life. With a long sigh, she silently hoisted him onto her back and walked into the darkness...
This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance is purely coincidental. Do not imitate.
