I stared at my hands as I recalled all the lives I had taken.
There isn't any world without pain...
Is it really worth it?
Sylvia lightly chuckled, "Did you know that most people think you are a god?"
I looked into the distance and began walking, "A god? If only I was a god. That would make everything much easier."
Sylvia anxiously followed, noticing my listless appearance. After walking for several hours, we came to a small memorial stone. The ground had been disturbed a few months ago. I bent down to it and gently touched the stone.
Sylvia felt as if the world was crashing down on her. The heavy feeling actually belonged to me, but it was present in her chest as well. She started wailing, unable to take the immense pressure as I continued to stare absentmindedly.
