Novel & Cerita Akatsuki Log Horizon

Chapter 44 Gate of the Black Sun The road to Mount Fuji was a silent, atmospheric transition from the frantic electric noise of the capital to the ancient, heavy stillness of the Japanese wilderness. The green delivery van climbed the narrow, winding forest roads that cut through the Aokigahara the Sea of Trees a dense, sprawling forest of dark pines and moss-covered volcanic stone that grew over the northern base of the mountain. The air here was cold, damp, and thick with a suffocating, unnatural silence that felt entirely different from the alpine crispness of Aethelgard. There were no birds singing, no wind rustling through the needles, and no sound of running water. The earth itself fel

When we drew near, the ash was in the perfect shape of a man, but the surface of the table remained unburned. "Oh, my god!" I said involuntarily. "When did this happen?" Kellen tilted his head and his eyes, along with the other vampires, were a magnificent shade of green. It must have been a species thing. "It happened at approximately four o'clock this morning." "Did anyone see anything?" I asked. "Supposedly, no," Kellen said, shaking his head. I sighed. "It just seems a bit farfetched to me that, in a casino this size, no one saw anything."