Wheeling Gull Isle if i don’t go to hell when i die i might go to heaven

@Huā

Running for hours and hours that day hadn't been a great idea in the long run. When he woke up the next morning, everything felt sour; his legs, his body, even the muscles in his face had bee affected. He had expected this for the most part. He pushed his body to the limits yesterday, even when his leg made him feel drowsy. It was just a sacrifice that had to be made.

Orochi limped to the beach that morning, making sure it was on the opposite side of where that woman had been. He didn't want an audience again. Rather than starting right away, stretched his muscles for preparation.