At least now they can sleep like none of the people on this island has since the war started. There is no pain in the next life, no bloodshed, no false white lies, and no more pain, loss, tears or obligation.
Death is the only freedom we all are promised from this war.
Death is our only chance at ending our miseries.
Death is our only friend. He is our true comfort.
In this world, at least.
Chapter 12
6 years ago-
"Why`d you save me? Who are you."I asked, taking my school bag from him.
"It's unimportant; you'll know me when we finally cross worlds again. when it`s time."
