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.
"Hehehehe..."
"Hohohohoho..."
The voices echoed loudly, faces appearing and disappearing in the darkness as Ling Yue ran and ran, chased by a bloodthirsty Seer wielding a chainsaw.
"Come on, come on, why run?" spoke the faces of the elders, one after another, like gods in the sky with malicious intent and twisted expressions.
"Teeheeheehee..."
"No, please don't do this..." she whimpered and pleaded as she tumbled across the ground, defenseless, hands raised to guard herself.
"Oh, I will, though," laughed the Seer, throwing away the bloody chainsaw.
"Hahahaha," cackled the old men as they stepped out of the darkness with visible figures.
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"Gah... no..." Ling Yue's eyes darted in all directions before her face exploded pink with embarrassment at the utter nightmare she had.
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*Knock, knock.*