Chapter 53. The Ghost Realm I

Ghost Lord's regal estate, Capital city of Ghost Realm.

In the magnificent inner quarter of Ghost Lord's regal estate, Amrit - who was in his real form - woke up with a start after days of slumber and looked around in confusion as he massaged his temples. He was laid on the big round bed. It was comfortable and soft like cotton. Thin curtains were falling around it from the canopy above the bed.

He was calm and had a little frown over his face because of light numbness in his body as though he was on the bed for quite a while. Yet his mind felt refreshed and sober as he swept a glance as he sat up. It had been years since he got to sleep like that; it wasn't bad.

The thing that made his eyes darkened with detest was the place.

He clearly remembered the events that happened before he fell asleep. His fist clenched firmly.