Chương 390: Dragon

Three lived outside for weeks without finding any trace of the organization he was looking for. This wasn't working. What was he supposed to do now? 

He broke into random houses to shower every few days, grab some food that didn't come from a dumpster, and try to find clean clothes but he still never managed to find any that fit properly. Coming here hadn't done anything to help him aside from being warmer when he had to sleep outside. 

The lack of orders felt wrong. Like there was a hole inside of him. 

If he didn't have someone to give him orders soon, he didn't know what he would do. Wandering aimlessly like this was incredibly unpleasant. He was used to structure and now he had none. 

His existence was meaningless without having a purpose anymore. Why couldn't someone tell him what to do? He needed to know what to do now that everything he knew had been taken away from him so abruptly.