646 Holy Maiden

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Inside a room surrounded with pitch black darkness, a single pillar of light could be seen at it's center. 

Beneath it, was a throne made out of bones which comes from myriad creatures. A man sat in this throne. Most of his features are hidden, only his feature-less eyes, extremely pale hands and toes were exposed. 

The throne was elevated a few meters above from the ground by a mound of bones. Beneath it, four people prostrated in front of the man who's sitting in the throne. 

*Tap* *Tap* *Tap*

The man sitting on throne drummed his fingers at the armrest of the throne which took the shape of a skull. Each tap of his fingers caused the hearts of the men beneath him to freeze, their bodies felt cold and they sweating buckets each passing moment. It was as if each tap of this man's fingers were shaving a few years out of their lifespans. 

"...it is but a momentary setback."