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Cale Henituse is dead.
Well, basically his body is dead. He cannot feel neither his hands nor his feet. He was not surprised at all. Perhaps all those events that have been taken place recently was enough for him.
He was so tired of everything.
Choi Han had left with his sword without a word.
The kids were happy with Beacrox and Ron.
Alberu had gained his victory and his kingdom.
Everyone is happy. Without him.
Cale felt as if he was nothing but a glimpse of a scenery that once it ended, it was all over. Was he really that unloveable?
"A place where I was abandoned is not home, and place where I was alone is not home. At least, not this place."- He uttered to himself.
He was used to being alone all the time, but after being surrounded by his people, being all by himself again just not feel the same.
Why bring it in when all you do is lose it?
His soul has shattered into pieces since it left his body. Cale doesn't even know what to do. Perhaps he already knows, he just don't want to do anything.
He wants to rest, just a little bit.
Then when he wakes up, he will feed the kids, he will sit on the chair where he could see all his people in the territory.
A little rest.
Maybe taking a hold back is not so bad, like how they always say.
"Please take a rest young master-nim."
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