"I don't even have tears left to shed for you guys... I am sorry."
"Though, there is nothing more that I can say to all of you. Except for that, I hope you guys find peace in the afterlife. If there is one, to begin with."
Arsh looked at the tombstones in front of him with a pleading expression. He did not know what was about to come and go in his upcoming life. But he was sure of one thing. The people he lost along the way will never be coming back.
He has to live that way for the rest of his life.
With his eyes fixated on the tombstones, Arsh spoke to himself in a soft tone.
"...Why am I always the only person left in the end? Why did they all die for my worthless life? They all had ambitions, goals, and personal milestones they wanted to reach. Why did they just throw it all away in the end?"
