Haymand’s Blood - Chapter 0

“Finally, the last step remains…”

The red-haired man, draped in a gown, looked down at the girl lying on the platform with a bitter gaze.

She was a beautiful girl, with a small, delicate face, a sharp nose, and full lips as soft as rose petals. If it weren’t for the steady rise and fall of her chest, one might have thought she was lifeless, as her eyes were firmly shut.

The man slowly reached out and carefully grasped the long, shimmering silver hair that covered the girl’s naked body. His chiseled face began to twist with emotion.

“I sacrificed her to revive this nation and create you… Killing her brother and dragging you into this world wasn’t enough… In the end, I took everything…”

His grip tightened on her hair, causing blue veins to bulge on the back of his hand. The pain reflected in his silver eyes was so deep it seemed endless.

After staring at the hair for a long while, his gaze returned to the girl. The intense emotions that had clouded his eyes moments ago were now gone, leaving no trace of feeling.

“So I absolutely cannot fail…”

With a soft rustling sound, the gown the man was wearing fell to the floor. Moments later, the girl’s delicate body disappeared beneath his muscular form.