Chapitre 348: Hell and Devil

After the wave of ripping and shredding pain that seemed to last for eternity, where he wished for that sweet second of peace and rest in darkness at every moment, passed on, Rio finally opened his eyes and silently hoping in his heart that it was all just a nightmare, and he'd now wake up in the soft lap of his mother and see the laughing face of his little sister, …. yet what greeted him was the harsh reality his actions and the gods had carved for him.

In front of his eyes were the same corroded clouds floating in the sky accompanied by the big red sun.

"I'm_ I'm _ I'm alive." He finished a little sentence in between his rugged breaths and pained throat.

He tried to move his body, yet couldn't feel a thing, then came the worst feeling of jitters of his life.

Let me paint a picture of how exactly did he feel or what he witnessed probably.