After talking to so many people about the Soul in the coffin and discussing the various problems we still have to solve, I finally end my day sitting on the bed with a bottle of divine blood drink in my hands, a bottle capable of holding an ocean.
"That was a long day..." (me)
*Sigh*
I was tired, mentally and physically exhausted, but more than anything, I was emotionally drained.
"Father, why do you strive so hard?" (Lilith)
"Growing up means having responsibilities, there are people who count on me and promises that must be kept." (me)
"What's the point of continuing? War is by far one of the best at taking care of this universe, I don't feel like going against them." (Lilith)
"Their concept is conflict, but as far as I understand, they don't start many wars on their own and aren't cruel without reason." (me)
"Exactly, leave everything to them, let's go after those who truly deserve our attention." (Lilith)
"Like who...?" (me)
