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It was a great contrast.
Despite the immense pressure that made Merlinus freeze.
This being had the form of an adorable fairy boy.
Short, fluffy black hair.
Beautiful red eyes, with long eyelashes.
A delicate, young body, slender and almost frail-looking.
His wings were beautiful, big and almost majestic, black and purple in color.
His nails were black and long, like claws.
And he had a pair of black horns growing from each side of his head, alongside a third crimson eye on his forehead.
He wore a dress made of black leaves, and red roses.
And above his head, a crown made of crystalized miasma sat over his little head.
Anybody would've thought he was a strange-looking fairy and nothing else, but Merlinus instantly identified that aura.
That pressure!
"Y-You're…! That Aura is…! I can recognize it anywhere!" he screamed. "Why are you here?! I thought you were dead! This makes no sense! You were killed by Yggdrasil!"
"Dead? Hardly. I'm alive. Right now. Right here."
