Childhood Friend of the Zenith

Within the white space, the flowing ash is visible. A thick dust swirls over the scorched earth.

Cough.

He coughed up blood from the situation. The whirlwind rising inside him caused blood to surge uncontrollably.

It was painful.

It felt like his insides were being torn apart and shredded.

He tried desperately to hold it in, but even that was not easy. He tried to clench his trembling hands.

"Where do you think you're going?"

Boom—!!

Gasp…

Once again, he felt the shock pressing down on his body.

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His body made a cracking sound. It felt as though the bones in his back had completely shattered. Not just his spine—his ribs had broken as well. The bones dug into his flesh.

His organs were tearing. The blood flowing inside soaked through his body.

"I told you not to move. Seems like you don’t listen very well."

Grrr…

"What’s this attitude? I’m your ancestor, speaking to you, and yet you can’t even show any gratitude. Instead, you display such a disrespectful attitude?"

What?

Upon hearing those words, his eyes flashed open.

Gratitude?

"Shit…"

The curse slipped out naturally.

"First, you attack me out of nowhere, and now you’re talking about disrespect? Are you insane?"

The moment the creature saw him, it attacked without hesitation. He tried to block it, but that too was not easy.

Thanks to that, this is the state he found himself in. And now? Gratitude?

"Haha."