Bab 393: [Bonus chapter] 393

Mark had never been good with words. Especially with the kind of words that proved he was wrong, the kind of conversations that took him out of his comfort zone and all those things he believed. Some times he felt like a horse, one of those poor animals used in carriages, with their eyes covered so they were only able to look straight. Why couldn't he simply be see the bigger picture? Why wasn't he able to simply let go of his believes? He kept wondering and wondering, he had plenty of time to do that since Asmodeus had disappeared. He left, right after he told him all those things Mark had been left all alone sitting on his room, pacing and trying to talk to himself.