In the darkness, there was someone carving something with long fingers.

The eyes looking down at the vast and intricate formation were hazy.

There were gaps that needed to be filled, and places that should have been deeply etched were faint.

The person who should have been killed was still alive, and the names that should have appeared on the death list had ceased to appear.

Yet, the manifestation of his power still radiated with malevolent energy, filled with evil and hatred.

Flap.

A faint sound of wind was heard from the other side of the darkness.

It was the …