Red

The thick forest. The skies. The foliage. The atmosphere. All of the cities in the entire Sacred Lust Continent, and anything at all that existed under the heavens—they were all red. Crimson tinted as if a red haze brightened everything the world had. If anything, it was like a red shadow cast over everything.

Everything was almost frozen. All sounds vanished, to be replaced by a faint hum that seemed to echo from the firmament itself.

Han Li and Yue Li were outside a cave entrance, naked and interrupted in the middle of their mother-son time. He stood there, shell-shocked and filled with emotions, while his mother clung to him worriedly. Even the falling leaves seemed slower; what was happening?

Then there was that instinct that screamed inside them akin to a dull ache. Shaking gently, Han Li's gaze moved towards the sky that was at the breaking of morning light an hour ago, which had now turned into redness. Red sky, dark shadows—his heart skipped a beat.