Chapter 366 – Mark
High atop the illuminated Eiffel Tower, Noah sat there calmly, watching the vast metropolis of Paris stretching out before him like a labyrinth drawn by gods to torment mortals. But it was not made by gods.
It was made by mortals themselves.
It was awe-inspiring.
He sat there, his legs dangling over the void, his mind swirling in many directions at once. After his recent talk with Emmie, Noah found himself freer than he had ever thought possible.
He had believed he'd forgotten…forgotten what Emmie had made him go through despite all the power and women he had gained after his death… but no. He had only been fooling himself.
