The next day I went to the temple early in the morning as usual.
I met Silas who seemed to be sad for some reason today. He didn't call out my name cheerfully, instead, his voice was heavy.
"What's wrong Silas?" I asked I had this premonition that something was not right but nothing was ever right with my life anyways, according to the people and my own family my existence is not right either.
For the first few seconds, he didn't say anything to me but soon he gave me a forced smile, "young, master Zavian, remember that you are blessed by the goddess right?"
"That's right."
"Promise me that you will not stop believing in her, no matter what happens."
