Eternal Cultivation of Alchemy

2614  Departure

Alex stared at the sky, the pebble still floating in his hand. 'Prison walls,' he thought. He couldn't help but laugh at just how apt a name that was for his situation.

He was to be stuck in this world for who knew how many years, so this place might as well be his prison.

The four began asking Alex questions about where he had come from and how he learned pastes, so he simply lied and said that he came from a faraway land where the place was full of greenery and was cold enough to not need sunhearts.

He remained as vague as he could in order to stop them from asking more questions. He was glad that they didn't question why he wore clothes from head to toe, showing only his eyes.

He learned the names of the four next. The old man with graying hair was called Lun Tala. The woman was his daughter, Lun Mabi. And the other two were apparently guards to keep him safe while they came to this place. Their names were Yul Orla and Pid Bajan.

Their names were so weird that Alex misspoke them multiple times before he correctly learned the pronunciation. They were so close to what regular names were supposed to be outside of hell, and yet so far.