บท 1313: Joke

Kieran and Wilberst walked past each other in the darkness.

Grak!

A clear cracking noise later, Wilberst's neck snapped into bits.

Wilberst, his mouth wide open, fell to the ground. His face still had that fearful, disbelieving look from the moment before his death, thinking he shouldn't have died like this.

All he had wanted was a chance to speak and he had confidence that he could persuade Kieran, just like he always had.

As long as he remained breathing, he would rise again another day.

Besides, he thought Kieran would give him a chance to speak, unless…

Kieran wasn't curious about what happened.

Humans are curious animals.

Wilberst believed Kieran was one as well, so when Kieran walked over to him, he already had an excuse in his mind, the very reasonable kind.

But before the words even came out, he was welcomed by death.

Why?

Why did it end like this?