Chapitre 187: The Tale of Aurora

The final hologram on the room's walls, across from where Luna was, depicted an image vastly different from the rest. In the background, the ruins of an age-old kingdom lay, broken and battered. Buildings were torn, lives were lost. Bones littered the streets of the city and blood painted its rivers red, and the civilization once known as the Kingdom of Glacia was no more.

In the foreground was the perpetrator of this scene, a massive bird-like creature with her wings spread wide. Her name was Aurora—once a powerful and innocent deity of ice, but now just another broken servant of the Corruption. Her body, originally deep transparent blue like the cosmos, was now dark, opaque black, filled with sinister energy and meaning. Her red eyes loomed as powerfully as before, but they no longer held that clear, striking gaze within them. Instead, all that could be seen there were flames of vengeance, having lost all intelligent sentience and becoming a vessel of the Corruption's wrath.