"Huff, huff… So I'm finally going to die?" Urara-a thought as he chuckled, if anything about his current condition would go by, was the fact that what his eyes could make sense of was only a blur, whereas his body felt credibly numb, weak, and sluggish.
Urara-a tried to ignore the tiredness his body felt and stand up straight, while his hands tried to clenched the broad sword tightly, but that made him realize his limbs couldn't feel any sensation, his muscles had no strength to support his plea.
"Becker, I promise your mother I wouldn't let anyone harm you, but I failed your mother, and I failed you as a father. Papa is coming to keep you guys company."
Emotionalism slowly overwhelmed him, as he slowly reminisces on The various memories of his life, finally, the faces of two women appeared on his mind both looked familiar, except one was the older version and of the younger one.
