Bab 77: A shrine?

*I never thought this would be my end, brother. Dying like a beast nonetheless, was the last of my wishes. Yet here I am, withering slowly as my ashes are blown through the wind. *

*I loathe all of those commoners who charged against you, murdering a brother of mine in cold blood. There's no way I'd feel guilt or shame for my actions because I believe they deserve to pay. *

*But brother, even though I reject the thought of death, it doesn't feel bad at the hands of the kid. Perhaps it was time my grudge finally came to an end, and I understand that now*

These words which coursed through his mind asserted his last moments as his body withered to ash. The blast from Daniel's fiery punch scorched gluttony wholly, leaving a remnant of a burning corpse.