For the past 4 days, Daemon was having a mental breakdown right from the moment when he saw the Army Commander also here.
'Have I gone mad?'
'Was I hallucinating?'
'Is that really the Army Commander that I saw?'
'How is that possible?'
'Does that mean…, the war was lost?'
He simply could not wrap his head around the facts or rather still, he just didn't want to believe the reality that was being presented before him.
'If we lost, what became of the fate of Planet Darvis?'
'Did we get enslaved like the Bug Emperor always yammered about?'
'If our Planet got enslaved, then why did the Army Commander have to die?'
'Or, did he simply refuse to live a life of slavery and committed suicide?'
He doubted it. 'The Army Commander is not one to commit suicide'.
