Bright

Ryu's mind felt like it was filled with fireworks, one thought after another linking together in ways he never thought of in the past… or maybe he had and he had simply ignored them. 

He was a Ruin Master, maybe the greatest Ruin Master of this corner of Existence, but it had colored his perception of the world in ways he hadn't truly seen until recently. 

He had such flexibility when he looked at language and how they were used, but his thoughts themselves were filled with such rigidity. When it came to things outside the bounds of normal cultivation, it was as though he was no less foolish than others. 

Never in his wildest imaginations could he have thought that mere mortals could display such feats of power, and yet it had happened, it was true. 

All his life he had been so obsessed with cultivation. One way or another, even if it meant driving a knife through his own heart, he wanted to reach that goal one day. And he had eventually gotten it…