Chapter 462 – Look at Me, I Stand on the Sun. Not Him.
It was so peaceful, so wonderful, to be indifferent to every life, to anything in the whole universe, except for one single thing.
Because you knew, with a certainty almost too sweet, that as long as that thing was not touched — left completely alone — no one would ever be able to get under your skin.
Sweet, wasn't it?
Yet by the same token, all the love and consideration, all the care and respect that could have been spread across a great many beings, were instead gathered upon one single person, or thing.
It was fine as long as no one knew about it.
But what if… what if someone knew of that exact thing that could make you red, puffy, and ready for mass genocide?
That was the most dangerous thing in the world, in Blanche's eyes.
She had only heard Cassius say the name Kaden the Undying — one of his many titles — and the White Phoenix felt as though her heart was about to burst.
