Chapitre 583: Sia [1]: The Bond

'Shadow Guardians is a noble organization.'

Enigma said.

On the very first day I joined, I thought it was one of the many heroic groups which preached morals but were rotten at the core.

Maybe because I spent months with a terrible person like Roxanna, I had trouble believing humanity other than Varian had any shred of goodness left in them.

So, I began to observe.

I observed their training, their lifestyle, their doctrine, and more importantly, their actions.

With each day, my prejudice broke down bit by bit.

But I wasn't getting normal. I kept recalling Roxanna's last moments.

The shock in her eyes, the blood spurting from her body, her final expression before she died.

I enjoyed that memory with glee.

Why am I becoming like this?

Is it because of the anger that was pent up in her since the torture began?

I wondered if I had changed?

Perhaps I did.

I can't smile. My smile left me.