"BANG!" The double doors of the mansion were pushed open hard and it can be seen from this action on how pissed off this middle aged man was.
He could not even defeat a mere mud golem guard, there was absolutely no hope at all in winning against its master.
A full minute later and the man was looking at a familiar yet unfamiliar child.
This boy was busy playing with his laptop and it took a couple more breaths before the boy looked up from his preoccupied status.
"Why have you come here, father?" Our bored gamer said unto the middle aged man. There was no emotion in his voice whatsoever. No longing or anger. None at all.
Clark gazed at the man like he was looking at a complete stranger and not his father in this realm. Such minor distinctions did not at all matter towards our very own protagonist.
As it was, he was merely a restless traveler in this world.
"Is my son dead already?" The middle aged man asked softly.
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