Chapitre 50: Massacre And Depth

"How long until we understand? How many more need to die? How can we not all see it? How is it that we have not gone to greater lengths to eradicate our natural enemy?"

-Bethome Meleme

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Silence.

Only silence could truly capture the emotions swirling in the air, many had died tonight, murdered brutally and without any thoughts given to them.

Man at least felt something when killing its own, there was a purpose when man hunted beasts down.

But there was neither feelings, nor a need when an undead took a life, it simply did and would proceed onto the next one without any more thoughts given.

It seemed as though there was no purpose to killing, the corpses they left in their wake were hollow, devoid of meaning, or so the living seemed to think.