Chapter 32: In the coffin
Author: HikaruYa
last update2026-05-21 17:08:13

Hikaru did not know how long he had been standing at the edge of the coffin.

Perhaps only a few breaths.

Perhaps longer.

Cold air continued to pour through the crack beneath the coffin lid in slow waves, not strong, but cold enough that the talismans around the edge of the pit burned into pale blue flame. Those flames carried no warmth. They only flickered quietly in the evening shadow, like small will-o'-wisps trying to illuminate something that should not be seen.

Hikaru looked inside the cof
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