Chương 128: Sorrowful Little Younglings

.

.

.

Life is tough… Yeah, she's right.

I guess on Earth we are made too soft sometimes.

For people that still live mostly as hunters, gatherers, and have to survive in the wild filled with monsters, I suppose being direct with stuff like this is for the best.

Doing roundabouts… won't work, you have to tell people the truth and quickly, so they can grieve it, accept it and… move on.

Most of the kids were crying, although the red-haired one was the loudest, a lot of boys were containing their years, while tightly gripping their fists, their lips were trembling, and their eyebrows furrowing… many were sorrowful, frustrated, angered, and confused.

I can't imagine the pain of losing your parents at such a young age as I didn't experience this in my previous life… But I can tell that it is something that leaves a mark on you…

Sigh…

"I guess you're right… Ah, she's here…"