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In an unknown corner of the world, a familiar with a lanky and somewhat curved build, almost as though his body was trying to shape itself into a scythe, suddenly awoke.
He sat in the depths of a dingy cave, his body mostly obscured in the darkness. The only part of his could be clearly seen were those two, eerie green eyes, hovering as though willow wisps.
This man was unsurprisingly the Twin Reaper.
It was one thing if the avatars of the Throne challenge were dead, nothing much would happen. But if they were alive, especially if they had grown so powerful, their understanding and feelings toward Karma and the Strings of Fate were undoubtedly deep.
This wasn't to say that their consciousness had partaken in the battle. If it had, even with Ryu's skill and advantages, it would be impossible to out duel the consciousness of a Dao Lord even if it was weaker than him in cultivation, let alone stronger.