The shattered blood moons, the corpses of a million corpses, the scent of blood that had become one with this world.
Everything was just as he remembered. The crimson skies, the scarlet land, the lovely atmosphere, and the array was still in effect.
He relaxed his body, and took a deep breath, enjoying the sweet smell of freedom after an eternally long time. A period of time that had driven him nearly insane, trapped in a secluded place.
"Ahhhh…"
Victor shivered as he remembered his time imprisoned, but finally, he was free. And his Mother wasn't here to ground him again, he was finally free.
"What is it? That sweet… sweet smell?"
A mix of a dragon, and a god beast. He didn't know what the blood of a dragon smelled like, but he did know that of a god beast. His first ever blood was that of a God Beast, one that had challenged his Mother and the reason for his house's fall.
