For some reason, looking at these words, he vaguely found them slightly familiar, as though he had seen them somewhere before, but for now he could not remember where from.

"Ancient Endor… Black blood writing… They just appeared today, the Slaughtering Hand activated automatically…" He could be certain that he did not control that sudden activation of the Slaughtering Hand, at first he had thought that it was the secret technique’s instinctive self-defense mechanism, but now he felt it was not that simple.

He bent down and used his hands to splash some water from the tap into his face, instantly feeling a lot more awake.

"Could it be Black Sethe?" He felt that these words seemed to be speaking from an Ancient Endor point of view.

The thing that destroyed Ancient Endor, was an unknown Void…

"Looking at it that way, it makes a little sense. I’m practicing the Slaughtering Hand, so strictly speaking, I’m also one of the inheritors to the Ancient Endor legacy, perhaps there is a hint