บท 1565: Rest

The huts were either blown away by the winds or eaten by the bugs and rats.

Snakes roamed here and there before the cold reptiles slithered into the warm beds where once families slept.

The few animals that were domesticated by the village, a couple cows and a few dozen hen, were long dead. Their flesh was eaten and blood sucked, leaving only the bones to be rotten in the open.

North of the village, the square where they gathered for collective meals, always bustled with life. Now, it was empty…except for rolling dust and haunting echoes of the chatter that once filled it.

Carried in his arms, Zenny looked at the sight with a bleak gaze.

"S-Savior, Let me…down…"

Why?

Holding himself back, he released the girl carefully, treating like a delicate glass that would break upon even the slightest excess of force.

Zenny's thin and short frame, a bag of bones coverd up by a blanket of skin, stumbled as it moved forward.