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I'm sitting on a plain boulder by the roadside.
For some reason, I am feeling melancholic. I am thinking of home. I never had that issue while I was busy training.
It has been two months since I last saw my parents. I still remember the look of disbelief on my mother's face haha.
She had brought pies for the whole gang. She kept alternating her gaze between each beast king that was devouring her cooking, seemingly wondering how come these monsters were so friendly.
For once, she lost her cool. She was always the headstrong lady that nothing could phase, but the shock was too big. Back then she had broken into tears running hugging me: "You're alright! I'm so glad! I believed but…."
Then she seemed to think of something: "Wait! If you were in this forest this whole time, why didn't you visit ?!"
