Chapitre 63: •Birth: 12 Hours⁶

"Soo... you want to kill them?"

Cone didn't beat around the bush and asked whether his intentions were to kill his parents.

"Well... basically yes. But also no."

"I feel you..."

Dor let a sigh out and said ,

"Hah. Good luck on you 'part time job' , hehe."

Cone got up from his seat and sat down on his knees looking at his name engraved on the bench. While staring at it he asked ,

"What would you do if you could do anything?"

"Brother you're thinking too deep nowadays , something wrong?"

Dor picked on how his brother gave a different vibe today.

"Hmm... nothing's wrong."

Cone brushed his finger against his name which was engraved on bench and cleaned it. The wooden bench has a lot of scratches on it but Cone , Dor and Mona's name could be easily seen on it.

"It's just about a book I read few days ago."

Dor tried to remember which book his brother was talking about.