บท 1953: Crotch

Ryu spent months leisurely traveling through the Chaos Plane as though he was waiting on something.

Sometimes he entered cities he came across, enjoying the scenery and continuing to move unhindered.

Maybe in the past he would have been worried about some super expert seeing through his disguise, but right now he didn't even believe that a normal Dao God would be able to, and a much stronger one would only be able to do so if they knew what they were looking for. And the odds of that, especially now that Ryu was fairly confident in hiding from the Fate and Karma searches of others, was next to nil.

Soon, though, Ryu's journey came to an end.

He walked through a forest of black flames that gave off a chilling cold. The smell of death hung in the air and goosebumps flared across his skin.

This wasn't a fear response, but rather a direct response to the cold, something Ryu found interesting. However, he wasn't surprised.