Chapter 205 — Shackles
The meeting between the siblings ended, and each of them had gone back to their territory.
And in Mortis's domain—also known in the shadow realm as the Domain of the Corrosive Original—Mortis himself sat inside a room filled with black fog. A fog that anyone under Supreme Rank, even if they just inhaled a little, would instantly die from. And even Supremes… wouldn't survive here for more than ten seconds.
But Mortis sat inside it, completely unbothered. No pain. No strain.
His eyes were closed. His breath even. His body calm.
'How far am I…?' Mortis asked himself inwardly. And immediately, as if his thoughts alone had power, the corrosive black fog thickened around him—growing darker, heavier. Looking less like fog and more like pure shadow.
It flowed freely around him… before slowly entering his body. Deep. Deeper. Past the flesh. Past the soul.
But into his very existence.
And there, at the very core of his being, was something that looked like—
