บท 1037: Puddles of Blood Shimmering Under the Starlight

'The protagonist's luck had an expiry date, after all.'

Eren sighed as he heard about Ken's fate. He was just beginning to accept that Ken wasn't such a bad guy to be around. Out of all the shitty people he had met in his two lives, Ken was one of the few who he could say with confidence that wouldn't backstab anybody.

"Death is death. People die."

Eren said as he twisted his neck, his face emotionless, and his eyes void of sorrow. He looked left and right and rotated his wrists as well.

Ken's death did not change Eren's perspective on life. If anything, it only helped him strengthen his previous belief that strength was supreme in any society, in any era, or any world. And that showing compassion was a luxury not everybody could afford.

Eren's voice turned solemn as he spoke his next words.

"Death changes nothing for the one who is dead. And the change will eventually not matter for those who have been left behind in the grand scheme of things.