On the Edge of Pure

On the wall hung a yellowed calendar, with prominent red circles drawn on it.,His palm was covered in scratches from his fingernails, and the cold water stung as it washed over them. But for someone who had grown accustomed to cancer pain, this didn't feel like much. He had long since become numb to pain.,"This is a punishment of hubris. They disturbed the tomb of the gods, and divine blood flowed across the land, bringing disaster. Natural calamities, hardship, and demons... they buried the bones of the gods in the earth, building a towering tree to reach heaven, opening the gates of paradise, and beginning the path of evolution."。