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He sat down beside the grave, the final resting place for the one he loved most, his former best friend.
Sanji looked back at the rest of the graves, which were adorned with flowers and offerings, they looked gorgeous, certainly being taken good care of by the soldiers.
The graveyard was a tiny one, its only residents being the corpses of the Gods that once watched over the world.
Their killers walked away, injured but alive, they had expected to be ambushed and killed by the army that stood behind the Gods for taking their leaders, their friends from them and they were, Leaving only one of the killers alive.
Sanji stood up abruptly, forcing himself to stop thinking about it.
He quickly walked over to the gate where Cleo and Nivea was waiting for him.
Maybe the killers should’ve been more worried about the missing corpse of the God of life instead of celebrating.