The walls were decorated with drawings and sparse writings. The murals themselves were somewhat hard to understand, but if one mixed and matched all the possible meanings, they would be left with a handful of conclusions.
The first part of the mural depicted an aged figure holding a young girl by the hand.
It gave off an aura of… love?
It was strange.
The young girl's hand was held warmly by the aged figure, and she had a slight smile on her face.
The aged figure also had a smile… but it seemed forced. Like he was doing it just because the little girl was smiling at him first.
Both the figures had their hearts outlined, and they were connected to each other with a red thread.
'They were related,' Liam quickly realized.
Above it all was a single word.
Liam's translator flickered for several seconds before settling to a stop.
The word read:
"Sacrifice."
Liam's eyes widened.
