Chapter 61

• EPILOGUE
• In the Northern part of the Vacil Empire, there was a specific region where the temperature never rises despite the season changing. The cold was dreadfully unbearable. It was known as the snow paradise for the snow never stop falling throughout the year but for a few, it was accurate to be called the hell’s gate.
• There was a legend about hundreds of years ago, about the blood demon king who emerged from the snowy ground in the north. His skin was as pale as snow while his hair was the opposite, as it was black like the starless midnight sky. With eyes as clear as the ice, he looked ethereal. Walking in the ice desert, barefooted, his crimson blood tarnished the pure white surface. It was said that he rose from hell to create a world where demons, humans, and other races coexist. He wandered to different lands with nothing but his cursed blood which possessed great power. In his journey, he met people with whom he shared his blood, blessing them with the power it contained. The news spread like wildfire and many families wished to have a drop of his blood.