On a huge hill, there was a cave where people moved in and out, carrying heavy loads on their shoulders, their eyes filled with despair.
One of the boys suddenly stumbled over a stone due to exhaustion.
"You dare to be lazy?"
The guard, seeing this, immediately displayed a ferocious expression and lashed his whip mercilessly against the boy, producing a crisp sound that tore away a large part of his back.
"Ahhh…"
The child cried out loud as he fell to the ground, worsening his injuries, but no one came to help him.
The others' eyes were already vacant, devoid of any hope of living. Without hope, a person isn't truly alive, just a machine working for other purposes.
No matter how much the child screamed, not a single person came to help, and the guard watched with cold eyes until the child succumbed to death. Then his ferocious gaze landed on the others.
