Chapter 10: Black World The world had ended. But the Black Kiss had not. Akari stood in the middle of the city—at the same place where crowds once gathered, where voices lived, where life existed. Now there was only air. Cold. Heavy. And familiar. The buildings stood straight, but their shadows were twisted—as if the difference between truth and lies had been erased. The sky was not fully black, not white either. Something in between—sickly. Akari began to walk. Wherever she went, shadows moved. As if the city was watching her. Or maybe—following her. She remembered the first kiss. The