Rui wore a black robe with the crest of the Kandrian Royal Family embroidered on its chest as he took slow, measured steps towards the funeral stage at the center of the open-air meeting. His expression was dark, devoid of any mirth, as he brought forth several people
Behind him, several Martial Apprentices carried a casket, as well as a group of officiants who would oversee the funeral ceremony.
STEP
Rui arrived upon the funeral stage before the casket was placed on a stone slab at the very epicenter of the open-air funeral hall. He drew closer to the casket with a heavy expression, before opening it, revealing the body of his father, heaving a deep breath as his eyes rested on the corpse of his father.
The luster of his skin had faded since he was alive. No amount of make-up could hide the tint of death that had begun to become visible across the skin of his body.
The moment Rui's gaze fell on his father, the world around him may as well have disappeared.
