Bab 307: Chapter 307

"Have i finally returned?" he thought and began to test his feet on the ground. He was wobbly at first but with every passing breath, his legs then turned firm in their stance.

Evenly spread apart, chin up high and calm roving eyes in the barely familiar scene around him. In an instant, the boy looked like an Emperor that was here to survey his dominion in its full entirety.

"Are you really okay, boy?" the same voice nagged again at the consciousness of the newly arrived traveler of time. The speaker was flabbergasted with how unseemly the boy acted.

There was blood all over the young one's body and even his face was full of knuckle wounds as the suffering the boy had was clearly seen on that desolated portion alone.

His clothes were filled with dirt, caked with his own blood, and mangled with the threads torn in pieces.