Chapter 211: Love was the sweetest sin of all

As the years passed, the stone man sank deeper and deeper into the darkness of sadness and madness. Everything he once had disappeared before his eyes, leaving him as a broken and desolate being. The stone king, in his mental agony, finally found death, leaving behind only a shattered stone man, an echo of what he once was.

Over time, his subjects began to worry about him, but every attempt to approach his abode was brutally repelled. In the eyes of those who once revered him as king, they now only saw a half-stone, half-flesh monster, a specter of the greatness he once possessed.

With the progression of the drawings on the walls of the pyramid, no one dared to climb ever again. The stone king, in his moments of fleeting lucidity, depicted these graphics as silent witnesses of his own tragedy. Even on one of the walls, it was seen how he himself traced the sad tales of his downfall.