Chapitre 37: Reversed High Priestess (2)

"Where am I...?"

A young boy with messy, dark brown hair wandered through a lush green valley. Soon he found himself by a pond, where he knelt down, gazing into the water.

His reflection stared back—a face speckled with freckles, dark brown eyes shadowed by exhaustion, and a trace of blood on his lips that wasn't his own.

The sight of the blood on his lips made him gag as he leaned forward, retching.

"I… when did I forget…"

('You are a monster, Paris...')

The words echoed in his mind, and his stomach began to churn.

Hunger gnawed at him. He craved something more, something that would fill the emptiness in his body.

Nearby, a dog wandered over.

A gentle, trusting dog approached him and nuzzled its head over.