No One is Immortal

Among the snow coming down from all over the sky, there was an eerie laughter, and with lips that flapped out some peculiar and incomprehensible phrases, a visitor in silver robes was knocking on the door of the palace.

"Bang, bang, bang!"

The sound of his ring pounding the door was inconceivably loud, so much so that it could reach the ears of the citizens, reminding them of a funeral bell.

"Bang, bang bang!"

The knocking sound was reverberating, an intangible magic power could be sensed within it, which was quite vexing.

"Little Feimer, are you there? Hehe, I'm coming to play with you."

The unwelcome guest seemed to be whispering below the city walls, his voices however, was able to transmit around to every room in the palace through an uncertain medium.

King Feimer woke up abruptly from his dream, a nightmare in which he was being pursued by a fierce demon. Right after that, the reverberating voice and eerie laughter rang in his ears.