Faced with so many questions, there was very little he could do. One thing, however, that settled in his mind early enough was that he couldn't continue to stay in this place.
Or the kingdom of Red Mine.
Northern instructed his clone to search the surrounding area and search for paths that would lead to a successful escape.
He watched silently as the other him raced to the entrance, disappearing for the next few minutes.
In the absence of his clone and during the expectancy of its report, Northern wondered for a second about the amount of fragments he had received.
Just how many did he kill for him to be so close to one thousand fragments?
He sighed.
'I don't know if I should be happy or disappointed with myself?'
Having his mind bogged down; managing to survive through it. One was worthy of praise… but the other…
Northern couldn't even find the words to express how disappointed he was at himself.
