Chapter 1911

"Their lives aren't part of the 'deal'," Zaafea immediately said.

At this moment, the usually silent Hexstar suddenly spoke up, "Then why did you save Nash?"

"I can only say that no matter what happens, that guy can't die yet. His role might be even bigger than Xealoth's."

"Then that's fine. This doesn't violate our deal."

Hexstar stood up, his black robe trailing on the ground as he struggled toward Zaafea with his back hunched and leaning on his cane.

"I leave it to you then, Ruin."

"Your soul is mine, kid," Zaafea said harshly before leaving.

...

Hexstar trembled and almost fell over when Battlestar came and supported him.

you," Hexstar said

right thing,

"Maybe..."

...

the name the world gave him. He was an immortal whose age he had forgotten himself. He was an undying being,

long years, loneliness drove him mad,

storms and rains which

suffered greatly, but they did not give up hope. Their sincere

battle, he realized the power of faith. He

an indeterminate amount

met a

to sense his presence. Ruin found this fascinating. Even the gods who had slain him had not noticed him while he was a soul. This seemingly frail man who he could probably crush with one hand, however, had

no friends since childhood, but he still respected everyone around him with a reverent

life.

He had met all sorts of people before. People had feared him when he was alive, and the same could be said even when he

his soul had not dissipated. Yet now, hundreds of years later, people seemed to be starting to forget about him. It was then that he

by Zaafea, but rather, Zaafea was the only one who still remembered

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