"We've arrived."
The carriage driver informed, parking the vehicle inside the Blood Tower's open ground.
Leon stepped outside.
Adjusting his long coat, he glanced around him.
The last time he came here, daylight had shown the black walls clearly. But at night, they blended completely into the sky.
Even the sky-high tower wasn't visible.
Leon's eyes glimmered as he muttered.
"...how magical."
"That's one of the tower's quirks."
Myra further explained, "Created during the time of calamity war, it was crafted specially for the sole purpose of privacy. The records say that the Silvermoon Goddess was the one who created this sanctuary with her own hands."
Leon's skin crawled the moment he heard the name.
The Silvermoon Goddess. She was the true master of the Blood Tower. Its founder. And the woman who cast aside her humanity and ascended as a god with the other four.
One of the Five Calamities.
The Blood Calamity. She was known worldwide as the Silvermoon Goddess.
