Chapter 230 — Please, Let's Die.
At the same time Eric was discussing with Aerica, in another part of the shadow realm—more precisely in the domain of the youngest Original—
There too, the mother-daughter duo were getting ready to return.
Maybe.
…
Puppet's City — Brothel of the Damned
Inside one of the rooms usually occupied by prostitutes, Sari sat calmly in front of a mirror.
Her appearance hadn't changed. It was still the same long black hair, the same red eyes. It was like time itself had paused for her.
But nothing could be more wrong.
Because if you looked into her eyes, you would no longer see the usual cold indifference, the hollow gaze that told you she didn't give a damn about the world or the universe or anything in between.
Now?
Now you'd see fire.
Burning, raging fire.
A fury that wanted to erupt but had no outlet.
Hatred—deep, boundless, and suffocating—had taken its place.
And you'd wonder…
What happened to Sari in this brothel?
Well.
A good question.
