A hell of blood .. and walking corpses piled upon one another, stretching their arms in despair, desperately trying to cling to the feet of a single man.
Here, within this hell, those twisted, deformed faces reached for Frey in futile desperation, while he had no choice but to flee .. climbing higher and higher, trying to reach the summit far away from them.
The corpses did not relent. One after another, they climbed atop each other until an entire mountain was formed—a sight ripped straight from hell itself.
All of this unfolded before Nameless, who watched in silence. His face remained hidden behind that cold mask of his, leaving no way to discern what he truly felt… nor how deeply Frey Starlight's emotions affected him.
Frey, on the other hand, fled in sheer panic, unable to comprehend what was happening.
"What are all these monsters, damn it?! How did this place turn into a sea of blood?!"
This place was supposed to be his safe haven .. separated from everything outside.
