Chapter 41

Third Person POV

The freezing winds shivered the one who walk neared the lake. His face paled, his lips trembled yet he wouldn't dare to stay and find shelter to the cave in the distant he never mind. Or was he even aware of what's around him, the lake that silently freezing and the cave that grown fat in this freezing world that long forgotten.

Every second, a sigh can be heard. His eyes change from dark to blood every now and then, and shockingly right now it fill with the color only can sight in a summer sky. It takes only for a shivering wind to vanish the colors, as if those of a summer season that forgotten. It remain for a dark one, which side can sight the remain of a blood.

He shivered as if to wake up from a deep nightmare. His paled face horrored to look around, eyes widened.

“This...” He shuddered when he realize where he was and what does it even mean. He can only smile bitterly when he remember. “So the highly being as myself was discarded by the witch...?” he said