the 9th ring of hell's sky was deferent that dawn.
a small far light nearing yet nobody notices till now.
piercing its way through the massive crimson clouds , could it holding devil ?, could it holding angel ?. appear to be holding a young lad who look above coldly while falling
a long black hair reaches his waist like river
a fine charming face like siren
and russet eyes in normal but when the first glance of the light that came from the red sun in the twilight . eyes turn to Unique olive color
**boom!**
suddenly . a large dark aura erupt out in circles Repeatedly. sending him faster to the ground.
**boom!**
**boom!**
**boom!**
**boom!**
**crash**
such a fall from haven to bottom could surly vanish any one and killed them . not to just paralysis them a little.
he try to stand out beneath the crushed rocks and getting up from the deep hole his fall made.
He moves instinctively with no true meaning of his actions.
his mind was clear and empty of purpose and thoughts.
just like a newborn , his skin Flawless. yet the Mud and blood on it speak up of how the things went tragic
fair with rosy tone to shows that the blood still find a way to flow
putting his first step , and he stand tall
his body reach the 6 foots or perhaps more
his body is kind of huge with his wider waist and bones
naïve that he in place when all of that mean he'd starve more
yet a small nerve inside his consciousness about to work .
[aware!]
[yourself]
name : Lighth.
level : 1, (0\ 125) experience point
race : human (mortal)
stat :-
strength (1)
vitality (1)
magic (0)
soul (1)
؟؟؟ ()
[your Body]
constitution :-
-hyper lusting blood- lvl 1 {uncommon}
(such a blood never out of desiring more . . .)
cultivation :-
(none)
equipment :-
-worn and burnt white silk robe- {uncommon}
(used to be a fine robe made in higher place, but now it lost its charm . its pierced and burnt speak of the untold.)
-Loose black pants- {common}
(a piece of cloth want nothing but to cover you.)
[your mind]
skills :-
(none)
mana :-
(none)
[your spirit]
titles: (none)
essence: (none)
[accomplishment]
-destroy pandemonium- {undone}
-seal the son of the morning for 1,000,000 year- {undone}
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Lighth stand for like an hour while the south winds hitting his face . its felt hot maybe even burning . and the word "burning" is the prefect to describe the view below
a very dry lands with touch of red mist.
many of dry and dead forests of short plants who hadn't the pleasant of grow that they start consuming the blood of unlucky lives.
the lands had its share of chasms, hard dunes and some chunks of ground decided to be high . and its happen to Lighth to be standing on one of those proud stones.
"destroy . . . pandemonium"
"seal . . . son of the morning"
his first words ware whispers the mighty wind couldn't dare to hold that its stop to blows.
Indifferently . he start to wandering around and then something finally catch his sight . . . or his sense of smell to be precise.
a dark red flower . 17 inches in height .surrounded by many plants that failed to bloom . the flower smell was strong, not the best but its like a rose when the everything smell worse
as lighth keep Approaching it . the smell getting stronger and his feet start to aching due to him stepping on small spikes from dead bushes or branches.
the pain give him his first lesson to use his eye and avoid the harming things.
now he is claiming the flower, its stem as hard as bone so he used force and broke it.
[aware!]
[+1 to equipment]
-170 years old blood archid- {rare}
(its unique smell from thousand creature blood. and its holding all their ill as like)
then he start to wandering again. this time to the red glow that appear in horizon. the sun.
but he see something made him stop. . . .