lt;lt;lt;Red-hearted

In his spiritual awareness, there were no meadows, no horizons, and not even a single human being. Only fire, only endless waves of flame. The surging heat almost distorted space and nearly incinerated his thoughts.,Until this moment, unnoticed by anyone, he revealed a childlike innocence within his usual gentleness and coldness.,Chunks of flesh, bits of bone, shards of some kind of metal, more chunks of flesh, finger bones, an unidentified half-piece of wood...。