Chapitre 53: The Sword saint(1)

As I slowly opened my eyes, I was greeted by a stark white ceiling, devoid of any decorations. The room seemed sterile, and a wave of confusion washed over me. As the room's sterile atmosphere enveloped me, the whiteness of the ceiling contrasted sharply with the chaos of my thoughts.

'Where am I?'

Consciousness slowly dawned upon me, and I began to wonder where I was.

'Where is this place?'

Attempting to look around, I was met with a sharp pain that invaded my muscles, causing me to tremble. The Pain pulsated through my body with every movement causing tremors of discomfort, serving as a painful reminder of the recent events that transpired. 

Memories flooded back, reminding me of my journey into exile with Zephyr and our merciless defeat at the hands of the king of Oni.