When you open your eyes, welcome to this world filled with filth and touched by radiance!

Ascension Rank!

And not the Ascension Rank beings she knew.

But their ranks were extremely high!

More importantly, there was not just one.

There were three!

Who were they?

Who were those three?

The Countess of South Los's expression grew grave. In an instant, dark clouds blanketed South Los late that night, and bolts of lightning darted through them like silver snakes.

Rumble!

Thunder began to strike.

Thunder boomed in winter, and rain followed its sound.

A downpour fell, immediately shrouding South Los in a veil of mist. The Countess of South Los's figure grew indistinct as well.

"As I thought, I was still too impatient.

Seclusion! I must remain in seclusion!"

The Countess of South Los murmured to herself.

Then she vanished amid the thunder.

White warhorses pulled a pure-white carriage through this land of deathly silence.

Inside the carriage, an old gentleman sat with both hands resting on a crown-headed walking stick. The pure-silver ring inlaid with bone on his right ring finger flashed incessantly as he lightly tapped his hand.

As "Death," the old gentleman was deep in thought.

Not about Old Charlie.

Although Old Charlie had deceived him, he had already retaliated.

He knew Old Charlie dearly loved his grandson.

So he was waiting for Old Charlie to weep before him and beg his forgiveness.

Until then, he should have waited patiently.

But an inexplicable irritation forced him to confront the issue.

"What happened?"

The old gentleman murmured, then a trace of anger entered his eyes.

If that bastard Old Charlie had not deceived him, how could he possibly have been unable to discover what had happened?

"You bastard!

I've changed my mind!

I'm bringing your grandson back right now so you can repent before me. I'll... hmm?"

The furious old gentleman suddenly froze.

He