After a while, the wounds on Kasan's body began to heal rapidly.
When he opened his eyes again, Kasan had a pair of blood-red eyes.
Alcherev transformed Kasan into a soul clan.
...to save the other person's life.
"Thirty years ago, this human boy and I had a similar experience." Alcherev released his hand.
He seemed to be lost in deep memories:
"And then... I met someone who changed my life."
"A person wearing a pure white mask saved me from death and transformed me into a soul clan, a high-level soul clan."
"He gave me eternal life and powerful strength to rule over others, and then he never appeared again."
“I regard him as a god who enlightens me.”
"I hired the best craftsman to make a pure white mask that is exactly the same as the one he wore at that time."
Alcherev said this and slowly tilted his head.
Those deep blue eyes, like the sea, stared at Su Mingan, who was standing at the stairs, wearing a pure white mask.
"...Now it seems that you two are very similar." He said softly:
"Whether it's the way he behaves, the way he talks, or... the way he looks when he's wearing a mask."
Su Mingan didn't say anything.
He just remained silent, responding to Alcherev's verbal tests.
He had already realized that Su Lin had set up a big plan.
Even the leader of the East District Soul Clan, Alcherev, was a being transformed by Su Lin.
This chess game completely covers the At Empire, Praia, Cloud City, the Soul Clan and humans above it.
Wherever he went, he met people like Saya and Alcherev.
"I was thinking, why did that person save me? Why didn't he let the human who fell in love with a soul clan take the path he deserved?" Alcherev said softly:
"I live in the gutter like an underground rat, never seeing the light of day, always wearing a mask."
“But then it dawned on me.”
“None of this really matters.”
"...We just want to 'stay alive'."
"Live with your loved one."
"And he has given me this opportunity, I will seize it and regard him as my god."
"That's all."
“Because he restored my dignity to me.”
“…So he will be the god of my life.”
…
Kasan slowly stood up from the ground.
The wounds on his body healed at an incredible speed, and he realized something.
When he carried Xiaona on his back and passed the floor-to-ceiling mirror in the auditorium, he saw his own bloodshot eyes.
"Xiao Na..."
He muttered to himself.
After a brief moment of stillness and silence, he picked up a black demon mask from the ground and put it on his face.
The mask was too large to fit his face shape, and had cracks on it from the explosion.
He adjusted himself slightly, the black mask hiding his young features.
Carrying his unconscious lover on his back and facing the messy auditorium, he seemed to ignore everything in the outside world and walked slowly, with slow steps, as if he was carrying a heavy weight of thousands of pounds on his back.
...until he walked into the shadow of a staircase.
The scent of the Soul Clan emanated from his body.
...and gradually merged with the smell of Xiaona.
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