Chapter 56

Congee

“Zora,” the roar of a monster from the seven Realms of Ruin filled my ears. Distant. He was in one Realm, and I in another. Close, yet never close enough. Constantly drifting apart as soon as our paths were about to cross.

Zakhar Hazmaveth was a monster, but I found myself wanting to trace his muscles with my sharp nails.

I dreamed not of him, though. But of the God with hair......