The Moon Without a Heart

Thud.

My head knocked against the coffin in front of the altar, making a sharp sound.

I held my head as I got up, my whole body aching as if it had been reforged. My blurry vision gradually cleared, revealing a coffin in front of me. I held a memorial tablet in my hand.

The tablet read: [Memorial Tablet of Adriel, 18th Master of the Cole Sect.]

I had carved this tablet with my own hands, and I had bought this coffin myself.

My grief over my master's death etched every detail into my mind.

Now, I had somehow been reborn on this very day.

"Master."

I carefully placed the tablet on the altar, knelt down, and solemnly bowed three times.

I remembered my master's last words. She warned me never to leave the mountain after her death. But in my previous life, I had found the solitude unbearable and chose to leave the mountain today.

My plan was to travel for just a year before returning to the sect. During that journey, I encountered Austin, Jason, and Vincent. From that moment, I never made it back to the mountain.

"Master, I'm leaving."

I stood up.

"I'm going to kill those three heartless men.

"Once they're dead, I'll come back."