It was warm.
A soft sensation of someone gently embracing me from behind.
It felt cozy and comforting.
It was a nostalgic feeling I had only experienced long ago as a child.
Could it be�
I tried to speak, my eyes wide open.
âUhâŠâ
âShh.â
A delicate voice echoed in my ear, and I felt something touch my lips.
That sensation made me close my mouth.
âJust for a moment. Stay still, wonât you?â
A gentle voice accompanied by a touch brushing through my hair.
A hand softly stroked my hair.
My body stiffened in place.
âGood.â
ââŠâ
Something warm and soft began to rise inside me. I couldnât react in any way.
In the midst of that silenceâ
âMangye.â
The Blood Demon spoke with a stern expression.
âYou must have been in a hurry. Appearing in person instead of sending someone from the Abyss.â
The voice responded to the Blood Demonâs words.
âHeâs very busy. Iâve given him many tasks to handle.â
âHa. Are you saying thereâs something more important than safeguarding your own trace?â
Trace. My ears perked up at that word.
âSafeguard, you say?â
The voice chuckled.
âMy son isnât weak enough to need me to safeguard him.â
Hearing those words, I clenched my fists.
So, itâs true. The owner of this voiceâŠ
âMotherâŠâ
It seemed like it really was her.
I had felt this during the last incident at the Sinryong Pavilion, but it was now certain. My mother was alive.
âHow contradictory.â
The Blood Demon frowned at her words.
âYou claim thereâs no need to protect him, yet your actions now donât match your words.â
âThatâs what parents are like. BesidesâŠâ
A soft breeze began to stir around me.
At the same time, a crimson aura started to envelop my body. A refreshing floral scent reached my nose.
âIf you step in, it stops being a fight between children and becomes a battle between adults.â
ââŠâ
âDragon Emperor⊠Or should I say, the master who lost his name long ago.â
The voice pressed down on the heavens.
âDonât keep crossing the line. Otherwise, Iâll have to scold you.â
It was a calm but sharp warning.
The Blood Demonâs gaze sharpened upon hearing it.
âHow absurd.â
A grinding sound echoed as power gathered in his hands.
It was the same as before, but now it seemed even more intense.
âA line? Since when did we ever have such a thing?â
His eyes, filled with heavy disdain, glared as he spoke.
âWeâre all just pieces on the board, moving as commanded. Youâre no different.â
The heavens began to darken, a crimson aura pooling and growing.
âYou donât even fulfill the tasks entrusted to you properly, and yet you talk big.â
Punishment? My eyes widened at his words.
âNo matter how supreme you think you are, how much can you truly protect without devotion?â
A red sea roared in the sky.
âLetâs see what you can do.â
The Blood Demon smirked as a vast wave of power surged downward.
âOh my.â
The approaching power was overwhelming, leaving me trembling just from looking at it.
How could one stop something like this?
Could Mother even handle such a thing?
That doubt arose in my mind.
âThis doesnât work?â
ââŠWhat?â
Startled by the voice, I blurted out without realizing it.
âI thought it would have some effect⊠But youâre sharper than I expected.â
âWhat do you mean by thatâŠ?â
What was she saying?
I glanced around in confusion.
âHmmâŠâ
She seemed to be lost in thought, her voice filled with contemplation.
But there wasnât time for this.
The energy in the sky was already cascading downward.
I gritted my teeth and summoned power into my body.
Whoosh---!!
Recalling how I had blocked the Blood Demonâs power earlier with the White Flame, I tried to do it again.
âNo.â
My fiery hand was stopped.
âYou canât use that.â
ââŠButâŠâ
âDonât worry.â
Once again, I felt her touch on my hair.
âMom will handle everything.â
ââŠâ
Her words made me unconsciously extinguish the flames.
It was the same as before.
In the distant pastâ
Whenever something happened during my childhood, my mother would always say,
âDonât worry, my son. Mom will take care of everything.â
The voice and words she spoke with a bright smile resurfaced in my mind. Something seemed to swell within me.
I barely managed to steady my ragged breathing.
At that momentâ
Whoosh---!!
The crimson aura surrounding my body suddenly soared into the sky.
Boom---!!!
The winds roared as the cascading energy was completely devoured by the crimson light and vanished in an instant.
âHa!â
The Blood Demon let out a sound.
âMadness.â
A smile reappeared on his face.
âYouâve truly gone mad. Are you really going to break the rules for something like this?â
âHmm? Why?â
Motherâs voice responded, as if she couldnât understand.
âYou broke them too. Why canât I?â
âNo.â
The Blood Demon shook his head, watching as his dissipating energy left him with a strangely satisfied expression.
âItâs laughable that youâd use a trump card you were saving just for this. Now thereâs no way to stop me.â
âYou still only see part of the picture.â
Her voice was filled with amusement.
At least, thatâs how it felt to me.
âI never intended to stop you. I just wanted to see my children. AndâŠâ
Whoosh---!!!
The crimson aura that had devoured the red light now shot toward the Blood Demon.
He didnât flee from the approaching energy.
âMy son is far greater than you think. So be prepared.â
âHaha.â
The Blood Demon laughed darkly in response.
âAs much as youâd like.â
At the same time, his gaze shifted to Cheonma, who was panting heavily beside me.
âThough I regret being interrupted today, next time, Iâll make sure to take you.â
ââŠGet lost.â
Cheonma growled through gritted teeth.
The Blood Demon added with a smirk,
âAfter today, there will be no next time.â
Ssshhhh---!!!
The energy changed form.
It took the shape of a beast.
What kind of beast was it? I felt like I knew, but I couldnât be certain.
The beast opened its maw wide and swallowed the Blood Demon whole.
Boom---!!
It erupted into a massive explosion of energy. An overwhelming pressure spread out in all directions.
The energy scattered into the air like flower petals drifting through the sky.
It was like spring descending in the middle of autumn.
I stared blankly at the sight before me.
How could energy be so breathtakingly beautiful?
In some ways, it resembled the Plum Blossom Sword Technique of the Mount Hua Sect. No, it was far more primal than that.
It wasnât just energy; it truly felt like flowers were swirling in the air.
ââŠâ
I couldnât tear my gaze away from the beauty of it all.
It was mesmerizing, almost enchanting.
As I was lost in watching the petals fluttering through the airâ
Swishâ
The energy began to gather in front of me.
It condensed and condensed further, slowly taking on a humanoid form.
It wasnât complete. It looked as if it was a figure made entirely of flower petals, shaped loosely into a human outline.
It was a head shorter than me, and its form was hazy, but I couldnât say a word as I stared at it.
The figure raised a hand and waved. It felt like it was greeting me.
âHello, my son.â
The voice reached me, and my heart sank with a heavy thud.
The figure extended a petal-like hand.
It cupped my cheek gently.
âYouâve grown well. Youâre so handsome.â
ââŠMother.â
âOh my?â
At my words, the petals quivered slightly.
âCalling me that feels so distant. You used to call me âMomâ back then. Are you saying youâve grown up now?â
ââŠâ
Her voice sounded oddly delighted.
Even as I listened, I couldnât bring myself to speak.
I didnât know how to react.
Noticing my hesitation, Mother spoke again.
âGrown up, huh⊠You are, arenât you?â
Her voice softened.
âYouâve been through so much, havenât you?â
My breath caught.
Was it my emotions, or was it my entire being trembling? I couldnât tell, but something within me shook deeply.
âYouâve worked so hard.â
ââŠAhâŠâ
âIâm sorry, my son. I wasnât there to protect you as you grew up.â
My vision blurred. I tried to hold it back, but it wasnât easy.
No, I couldnât let this happen.
I was far too old to cry like this.
I shouldnât, butâŠ
âIâm sorry for being a bad mother. I shouldâve been by your side, but I couldnât be.â
The petals brushed against my cheek and hair.
âYouâve done so well.â
Her warm voice enveloped my ears.
In the end, I couldnât hold it in any longer.
I shut my eyes tightly.
ââŠItâs okay.â
Even then, the gentle strokes on my head didnât stop.
âIâm sorry.â
Her apology made me bite my lip.
This wasnât what I wanted to say.
When I realized she was alive, there were so many questions I wanted to ask her if I ever saw her again. But now, I couldnât ask a single one.
My mouth wouldnât open.
âMy son.â
âYesâŠâ
I forced myself to respond, holding back my sobs.
Thankfully, my voice didnât waver.
âIâd like to see you a little longer, but I donât have much time right now.â
Her words made my eyes widen.
âWhat do you meanâŠ?â
âIâm sorry in advance. Oh, I keep apologizing. Thatâs not what I wanted to do.â
She laughed awkwardly.
Then, the petals began to move.
Watching them, I furrowed my brow and asked,
âAre you leaving again?â
Would she disappear like this once more? I asked hesitantly.
âHmm⊠Something like thatâŠâ
She gave an odd answer.
âWhat do you meanâŠ?â
âThereâs not enough time to explain.â
She hurriedly added,
âThis is something even I didnât expect. The promise I made with that tree didnât include this⊠Just think of it as a consequence of how exceptional youâve become.â
âWhat are you even sayingâŠ? I donât understand.â
âMy son.â
âYes.â
âThereâs one thing you must remember, no matter what.â
ââŠâ
The petals began to scatter again.
They slowly covered my vision, and through them, she spoke.
âNever look for me.â
âWhat?â
The petals bloomed all at once, scattering everywhere.
The problem wasâ
âHuhâŠ?â
The petals didnât drift away but instead enveloped me.
What is this?
Caught in the sudden situation, I could only question it whenâ
Snap!
Suddenly, my consciousness blinked out.
**************
Upon a grand throne, a woman lay reclined.
Her hair, so long it spilled onto the floor, was pure white. The space around her was filled with an abundance of mysterious white fur.
In that strange settingâ
âMmâŠâ
The woman, who had been resting her eyes, slowly opened them. Her jewel-like pupils sparkled with a radiant glow.
She appeared to be in some discomfort as she struggled to sit up. At that moment, a figure revealed itself before her.
âMy liege.â
The woman, noticing the figure, wore a languid expression.
âAre you all right?â
ââŠâ
She didnât respond.
Instead, her brow furrowed slightly.
In response, the massive tufts of fur surrounding her began to wriggle.
Wearing an expression of evident displeasure, the woman spoke to the figure.
âIt feels like I had a dreamâŠâ
She tried to recall it, but it remained hazy.
âI canât remember itâŠâ
It must not have been important.
Deciding as much, the woman finally rose to her feet.
Seeing this, the figure addressed her.
âMy liege. We have located the Abyss.â
At those words, the womanâs sharp, animal-like ears twitched.
Her drowsiness vanished in an instant. The concerns she had just been pondering faded like a mirage.
The once languid look in her eyes sharpened.
Her previously calm pupils narrowed into thin slits.
âWhere is he?â
âMount Chilryeong in the west.â
âLet us go.â
Her sleek legs moved, and her toes touched the ground.
In that instant, the fur behind her began to stir violently, shrinking in size as it coiled inward.
Rumbleâ! The fur surged through the space, swirling as though it was being absorbed by her.
The final form it took was nothing short of astonishingâa tail.
Seven immaculate white tails unfurled behind her, each one shimmering with an ethereal glow.
The woman, her tails brushing lightly against the ground, began to walk gracefully forward.