Chapitre 208: Oh, Not Again, Dammit

[THE MIDLANDS]

[THE DREAM / NIGHTMARE]

"It's not an easy choice, we must do this," an elder was heard speaking. He was currently in one of the houses in the midlands, though it was difficult to tell which kingdom or faction they were from exactly or even where they were currently in.

The elders in the room looked at their friend who stared at them, waiting for them to object. They all had covered heads, careful not to be identified. It was almost like they knew this was a memory that would be unlocked someday in the future and they didn't want to take any risks.

"The boy is still young, he won't notice," another elder said to his fellows.

The boy in question was a young kid, one who had just lost his parents. That much was obvious with the amount of blood in the room. Something had happened here, and it was evident that the child wasn't meant to see it.