Perfect Blackbody
Ryu suddenly felt that his pores were being invaded from all sides, but he resolutely pushed it out and away, allowing his body to sink further and further down.
His clothing was ripped to shreds and burnt to ashes, his skin beginning to glow a bright red.
Ryu dove deeper and deeper, feeling that the blood around him was growing denser with each passing moment.
It felt that hours had passed. Cutting through the heaviness was difficult and speeding things up took a lot of effort on his part. If it wasn't for the heat searing his sweat away, Ryu would have been drenched in it, his body becoming heavier and heavier.
And then, it all suddenly vanished.
BANG!
Ryu fell heavily, suddenly crossing a hundred meters of air to land on another marbled ground.
When he looked up, he found a ceiling of viscous blood, of which not a single drop had followed him.
'The Shrine…'