"WHATTT THE FUCKKKKK!"
Kael's eyes widened in horror and disbelief. His entire body stiffened as he stared at the mural carved out of the dancing flames on the ceiling.
The image slowly cleared up showing many humans raising their hands in respect, reverse reaching towards a man standing in the middle as if praising him.
As for the man in the middle..
It showed a man in dark red armor standing upright, holding two swords,one pointed at his toes, the other resting on his shoulder.
His long hair flowed behind him, and his face carried a weary expression, yet his body seemed to radiate by a strong presence indicated by a radiating line of curves burnt by flame.
Yes, it was a wonder pictorial representation but not enough to shock him.
He was shocked because...
Because that man was him.
It was a fucking picture of him in battle armour.
Like what the fuckkk…
On the outside, he looked calm but inside he was screaming.
'What the fck?! What the fck?!'
'Why is my image here?!'
