Pathless Origins: Bane of the Gods

ing, but no words were able to escape from his throat. He sat there silently for a couple of minutes digesting the information

u I would've died and been reincarnated w

at happ

re nothing to me and I'm nothing to you,

...

hat she did, all he cared about was himself. As he realised that fact, it only served to f

uxury of forgetting my horrible past? In the end I thought that death was the hell that I deserve

re is no sin that is punishable by death. We all get second chances

w it away and live on as if nothing ever happened. If you kne

ng m

to take in at the moment. Is it possible for me to rest in

ozen kilometres, there is no one who

ill be resti

rtillian was barely able to sleep due to the smell of blood and smoke from the battle that was tak

the invasion area, soldiers were in formatio

that there was a larger army that was deployed yesterday in order to offer assistance to this small group of soldier

as he assessed the situation, and it was only

ves. For now we will retreat back to camp and wait for back up to arrive, I'm positive once they see th

of twenty thousand sold

numbered the enemy by 10 to 1 how i

due to humiliation. There were a total of a hundred thousand soldiers that invaded a camp of only ten thousand, i

ce a middle-aged man stepped for

ran toward a group of our men and unleashed an attack

's body? I would love to see just how

ged to catch up with

ed man immediately became enraged an

rs? Do you know what a survivor is? Do you not know tha

ir

if you cannot find him in an hour retreat back t

erst

n unison as they spread

.

ady woken up and was attempting t

just think of

therapy session, Hestia's voice ran

ht I have a wor

even refuse, after al

a body with a woman. Were Hestia present in human, she had no doubt turned red from

you were s

ou were yesterday so I hope my word, o

sion. He did not know what to think of the situation because just yesterday he

h treatment from others? Could I really have enticed a wo

ot notice that he had been drooling ove

inking about that mak

is daydream. The air turned awkward as Artillian looked do

he

til Hestia cleared her nonexistent throat and proc

die, or do you