Chapter 228 – The Disciple of Noah
Meanwhile, while Noah was busy fucking Justicia senseless, his subordinates—scattered across the Shadow Realm—had finally finished their mission.
They had worked for three years. Three whole years away from their homes, their families, and their own world.
Three years of struggling to adapt, to blend, to become invisible among the shadows.
Three years of constant battles, of navigating the slippery, violent politics of entire domains.
Three years of relentless espionage and wearing masks—sometimes literally—among creatures that reeked of corruption and madness.
Three years spent living with the presence of an Original's breath constantly crawling down their spine like a silent noose.
All in all…
It had been three years of transformation.
Three years that had hardened each of them. Changed them. Matured them beyond their own expectations.
And now…
They could all feel it.
The time to return was near.
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