Capítulo 87: Clones

*Why should I feel inferior to him? Is he taunting me? *

Those were the words that struck Daniel's mind as he watched the sin of sloth. Gulping nervously, he held onto his daggers firmly in patience to strike.

Arvin descended the pile of gold slowly in the direction of the child. He stretched his arms in vigor and sighed, exhaling the stress he had accumulated over time.

"Do you know what came into my mind on that fateful day? When the sulfur continued to burn my flesh into ashes?"

"For the first time in this lazy and peaceful life of mine, I wanted to live. Striving to live even though death was all that awaited me was quite frustrating, but it felt exciting."

"My timid body was not weary as it previously was, and I had a purpose. A sole aim to live even if the odds were against me. So I climbed with my scorched skin out of the molten magma."