Chapitre 112: Chapter 112: Friends (1)

"This… is the Pit?"

Van's eyes wandered everywhere as he looked at his new surroundings. He had imagined what the Pit would look like all the time that he was running away from the people that were chasing him.

He imagined that it would be full of people tied up in chains. Dark, desolate, with only the cries and moans of people in pain lingering in the air. But this… He did not expect this in the least.

The scenery around him was something that he would have never imagined. There were… houses. Houses even better than the ones in the Relic Graveyard. Some were made with stone, and some with sturdy wood.

And the darkness that he expected was nowhere to be seen, except, a bright and heavy light showered over him as if the sun's rays were greeting him excitedly. There were also people walking around as if they were just strolling casually across the streets, not even heeding him any mind.