Beichen Heng listened numbly as the Yabuki Family head came to his side, bent down, and said, "You have a pair of very beautiful eyes."
"But these eyes are not a symbol of good fortune. Yes, the Beichen lineage is more intelligent, stronger, and more agile than ordinary people because of them. You can even use them to divine the fates of others, yet you cannot use them to control your own fate."
"Do you know why only you remain of the Beichen lineage? It is because your eyes were born to peer upon that Black Sun."
As she spoke,
Beichen Heng numbly raised his head. Rainwater dripped from his forehead and slid over the bridge of his nose...
Even on this rainy night, the Black Sun hidden amid the coral clouds at the zenith remained blinding.
That faint halo, and that Black Sun which no one could look upon directly, had hung over Izumo's sky for centuries, unchanged.
"These eyes are a curse. They make you born warriors, forced to shoulder the duty of raising your blades against the gods. Yet even if you lay down your weapons, that Black Sun will still accelerate the collapse of your flesh, leaving you unable to escape the fate of degenerating into 'demons.'"
Perhaps that was why your father had embarked upon this path. His wife had died because of that Black Sun, because of the corrosion of Takama-ga-hara's Divine Art. He did not want his son to walk the same path, so he began this research.
Turning people into demons, conducting vast numbers of human experiments—such glaring words could naturally never be tolerated by the world. Thus, he could only proceed in this manner.
What he did was not to save the world. By the world's standards, Beichen Kong was not