บท 1025: SIDE STORY (LETTO): A GREAT LIFE

That little boy was hugging himself, sitting at the empty alley, where trash scattered on the ground, the smell of this corner of the city was horrifying and everyone, who walked by would scrunch their noses because of the smell.

It was Greazly city in Karam continent, where people only cared for their own business and not some dirty, orphaned little boy, who was on the verge of dying.

The boy was hugging his little kitten, who just died yesterday, because a carriage run it over and the owner scolded him because his little kitten's blood dirtied their expensive carriage.

Meanwhile, he was standing there, hugging his only companion, as the kitten's blood seeped through his ragged shirt.

After the owner was satisfied scolding him, he left. There was not an ounce of pity for the poor little boy.

And now, he was still sitting in the same place, where no one would bother him and his dead little kitten.