BXBX NOVEL Chapter 437 Elder Ros
Chapter 437 Elder Ros
Chapter 436: Elder Ros
It was as if he had been reborn, shedding his former self and emerging anew.
He could feel the weight of his mortal body, the subtle beating of his heart, and the exhilarating rush of breath filling his lungs.
With each step he took, Shin embraced the sensation of solid ground beneath his feet, relishing in the sheer delight of being human once more.
His silvery white hair cascaded in a mesmerizing wave, reflecting the faintest glimmers of light like strands of moonlit silk. It framed his face in a way that accentuated his sharp, chiseled features, making him a vision of captivating allure.
But it was his emerald green eyes that truly stole the show. They sparkled like rare gemstones, glistening with a depth that seemed to hold the secrets of ages.
Shin's transformation had left him with skin as flawless as porcelain, imbued with an ethereal luminescence that glowed softly under the sunlight. Its smooth, pristine texture beckoned the touch of curious fingers, and his radiant complexion seemed to glow from within, giving him an air of enchantment that set him apart from the crowd.
Shin possessed the ideal appearance of a shoujo manga male lead: tall, lean, and blessed with six-pack abs.
He embodied the perfect balance of physical beauty and inner strength, leaving a lasting impression on all who encountered him.
*blink blink*
Shin's eyes widened with awe as he gazed upon his newly transformed hands and legs. The delicate, yet sturdy fingers of his hands moved with a newfound grace, while his legs felt strong and steady beneath him.
He couldn't help but reflect on the incredible journey that led him to this moment. The gem of truth, the catalyst of his transformation, had granted him a taste of humanity once again.
'System, did it really work? Can I change to human form any time?'
An anxious anticipation lingered in the air as Shin directed his inquiry to the system, hoping for confirmation that the transformation was permanent and that he could assume human form at will.
Yet, to his surprise and disappointment, an eerie silence greeted his question. The system remained unresponsive, withholding any indication of its success or failure.
A screen materialized before Shin, displaying only a few cryptic words. The enigmatic message left him with more questions than answers.
[System Updating…]
[Please standby.]
'Huh?'
He couldn't make sense of its meaning, and a sense of urgency compelled him to seek guidance from the elder.
As Shin scanned his surroundings, desperately searching for the elder, an unexpected and powerful blow struck the back of his head with a stunning force. The impact sent shockwaves of pain radiating through his body, overwhelming his senses. Darkness engulfed him as he crumpled to the ground, succumbing to the sudden assault.
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Step, step, step
"Hu-?"
As Shin slowly regained consciousness, he felt a profound exhaustion enveloping his body, draining every ounce of his energy.
With great effort, he managed to pry open his eyes, only to find himself bound and suspended in the air. His limbs dangled helplessly, secured by unknown restraints, leaving him in a vulnerable and disoriented state.
As Shin blinked away the blurriness, his vision gradually sharpened, allowing him to discern the figure standing before him.
Despite the dim lighting, he could make out the distinct silhouette of a tall and imposing individual. The figure exuded an aura of darkness, casting an ominous shadow that seemed to envelop the room.
Though the details remained obscured, Shin's instincts told him exactly who he was facing.
The name clung to Shin's tongue like a heavy weight, causing his voice to falter. Each syllable struggled to escape his lips, as if something unseen constricted his throat.
Through exhaustive effort and a tinge of fear, he managed to utter the name, "Eld-r R-os," in a hushed and trembling tone. The words hung in the air, carrying an undercurrent of unease and trepidation, as if speaking them summoned an ominous presence.
Elder Ros, towering in front of Shin, emanated an aura of wisdom and tranquility. A warm, benevolent smile adorned his face, illuminating the room with its gentle radiance. His eyes sparkled with a compassionate light, as if he held the secrets of the universe within their depths.
In that moment, Elder Ros seemed to embody kindness itself, an embodiment of compassion that transcended mere mortal existence.
As Shin's gaze shifted, his eyes landed on the sight that sent a surge of realization through his veins.
Two cold, unforgiving shackles tightly gripped his wrists, mercilessly suspending his arms from the ceiling. The iron restraints seemed to symbolize his helplessness, their presence a stark reminder of his captivity.
Each chain link glinted ominously, casting elongated shadows across the dimly lit room, while the weight of his confinement pressed down on his spirit.
A circular metal collar adorned Shin's neck, its presence reminiscent of a symbol of servitude, akin to that of a roadside slave.
Its cold, metallic touch served as a constant reminder of his subjugation, amplifying the feeling of being reduced to mere property. The collar seemed to constrict his very identity, casting a shadow over his once-proud demeanor.
Shin's gaze fixated on Elder Ros, his mind a whirlwind of emotions and thoughts. In that moment, amidst the confusion and haze, a flicker of clarity emerged. He quickly pieced together the situation, unraveling the truth that lay before him.
A surge of hatred coursed through Shin's veins as he gritted his teeth in disbelief. How could he have anticipated such betrayal from an elder who appeared so benevolent?
"There might be many thoughts and emotions clouding your mind, but calm down for now," Elder Ros's soothing voice resonated in Shin's ears, its enchanting effect working its magic to pacify his turmoil.
To the unsuspecting observer, Elder Ros emanated an aura of serenity and benevolence. His gentle smile and calm demeanor could easily deceive anyone into thinking he was a saintly figure, untouched by the darkness of the world. His presence exuded tranquility, as if he had transcended the realm of violence.