“Fire needs feeling. If you can’t even feel, then cultivating it will only make you heartless.” Who was Master talking to?
“If you like me, give up on that idea now. I’m someone without feelings, or rather, someone who can’t have feelings.” He looked at me calmly. Deep inside, a storm raged. Along with my shock came a deep sorrow, not for myself, but for someone who could not feel.
A divine beast roared in the sky. In an instant, the heavens darkened, and rolling black clouds swept in. Could this be the end of my life...
“Your heart is still beating, which means you’re still alive. Don’t give up on any chance to live.” A voice drifted to me through the haze. It was faint, but I heard it loud and clear.
Two people yearn for each other, yet neither knows.
