Beware the almighty 'Seer' who wanders the Murim. He knows all and sees all. The seer can predict the future and his predictions have never before been wrong. Those who heed his advice may be given a second chance while for all the others who don't... impeding doom awaits. The seer's words are absolute. How might you recognize him you ask...? There have been rumors of this man clad in black whose eyes shine a clean crimson glare right through his hermit hat when provoked. He is also rumored to be carrying a Demonic Sword. And if the rumors are to be believed he is actually quite young. P.S.: Yes, I am aware that the title might have turned out a bit inaccurate. Forgive this junior.
>This is how the world works... ever since I was young, my mom would often get abused by my father, the strong constantly bullying the weak. I was quick to learn. My aunt also suffered due to some scheming done by the males, them and their constant hunger for power, willing to sacrifice what isn't theirs. But I suppose it takes that much, at least to consolidate and maintain that kind of hold over the world, to since one person can't possibly—why not a large but undeniable distinction, a group to suppress others...<
**Knock, knock.**
The door opened, and beyond it stood the attendant's mistress, whom she was to escort.
>Even her, I pity. All that beauty and power yet completely helpless... being married off to some guy she doesn't know to help her father and uncle build connections...<
"Oh my, you look horrible," Ling Yue gasped, glancing at the attendant who stood in front of her, all beaten and bruised.