C754 He Has a Plan I Have a Ladder
At the foot of the nameless mountain, a sea of fire slowly turned black under the heavy rain gathered by the dark clouds above! A white figure paced to the side of the charred land.
That white figure's figure appeared especially wretched. His large back hair was disheveled due to the wet rain, or perhaps due to his previous embarrassing state, it hung loosely on his forehead
