The huge blast left behind a mushroom shaped dust cloud in the sky. Slowly spreading around them.
Wen gazed out, clenching the window frame. His children were fighting for their lives and yet here he was, useless. Completely vulnerable. It should be him protecting yue and tian. Not the other way around.
Gritting his teeth, had gazed at his clenched fists. 'why was I powerless! Why! God, why! I could have protected them! I want to protect them. My children.' The moment he found out yue and tian were his, he was elated and estactic. But since nue's family was living far, he was not able to get involved in their lives.
But after the end of the world, he finally was able to get close to them.
His beloved children.
'what is the use of being parent if I can't even protect my children?' He closed his eyes in pain.
