There are points in our lives where the world seems too cruel.
It seems like it's just taking and taking from you, leaving you deprived of everything you thought was yours.
It leaves you at a point where you feel like you have nothing left. It laughs at you and makes sure you burn it in your brain that nothing was ever yours to begin with. How in this world, nothing is supposed to last.
The weather was cold.
Snow had piled up in the streets and the Alucard mansion was quiet.
The mafian boss was suffering from a feeling he had never experienced in his life.
Every passing day Arius felt the emptiness in his chest grow. The hollow void of loss made it hard for him and there was nothing he felt like doing.
But still, just because he didn't want to do things didn't make all the responsibilities go away, he had to drag himself to work and at times, he thought that it was a blessing.
