Book 3: Chapter 24: Repressed Anger

Hu Rong had seen beautiful things in his long existence.

Meadows that sang when the wind passed through them. Rivers of liquid starlight pooling in basins carved by primordial beings who had nothing better to do with their afternoons. Forests where the trees were born of the blood of titans after battles that had carved the very earth. Valleys of color stained by said blood as well. A palace hidden in the depths of trees, invisible to the eye except for a single being.

He'd eaten Heart Demons that tasted like regret and washed them down with the ambient terror of lesser spirits who couldn't run fast enough.

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