on its fringes, a single young man lay, his body propped against a jagged shard of debris left by the carnage.
After Phoenix Sunlight had thrown him far from the fighting, Frey Starlight had remained motionless for a long time, unconscious in the wake of his earlier frenzy.
But that stillness did not last.
Despite everything he had endured ..the pain, the bloodshed, the brutal battles ..his eyes opened once more from behind the black mask.
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—Frey Starlight's POV—
"Ahh… what curse has befallen me now?"
The moment I returned to reality, a violent wave of searing pain tore through me.
It was as if every wound I had sustained until now had been waiting for this exact moment to hit me all at once.
It felt like my mind would burst from the sheer flood of nerve signals my body was sending.
I couldn't move a single muscle. My body felt as if it had lost every bone—like I was nothing more than a pile of flesh and skin.
"What… happened to me?" I muttered in confusion.
