Chapitre 234: Hareen 1

A thousand years ago, in the prison of the Hell of Worlds

A beautiful girl stands in the center of a blood-soaked room, her entire body trembling with fear. Her skin is glistening with the crimson liquid, her clothes are stained a deep red. Severed necks, torn limbs, and bloody eyes litter the floor around her, like the gruesome remnants of a nightmarish ritual.

The girl's gaze is fixed on the crimson sun setting beyond the window, her eyes wide and terrified. She has no idea what awaits her in this twisted world, where beauty and brutality coexist in a grotesque dance.

But even amidst the carnage, the girl's beauty shines through like a beacon of hope. Her long, flowing hair cascades down her shoulders, untouched by the blood and gore that surrounds her. Her delicate features are untouched, her eyes still sparkling with life, even in the face of death.