The wind blew past me. The wood in the fire cracked and burned. I could feel the sadness of the dead.
But I wasn't such a hypocrite to claim I could understand their pain.
"But that's just-"
"Sad I know. That is why the undead hate the living. That's when Trerortra sent down the angels to control the undead and save the people. And Ashirnae came to be hated by the same people who he did everything for."
I chuckled in frustration. "So in the end humans were the root of all evil just like the gods have been saying all along."
Ven stayed quiet. Lianne and Alisa didn't talk much either.
"But even so, the gods were stupid. If they knew how humans were, then they shouldn't have done any of that and just stayed as they were. Then none of this would have happened. There would be no undead, there would be no grand monsters, there would no problems," Servesta said, eyes closed.
