Lucyanna_Xyz
Goddess of Death, Gwyneth walked alongside the God of Life, Kinth. Their footsteps were quiet, and the only noise that could be heard was the rustle and bustle of the hospital workers scattered around the building. Every person who walks past them seems unaware of their presence. They stopped in front of a room, ''This is our last person in this dimension...'' Gwyn muttered, letting the God know, yet he looked skeptical and unsure. The two of them walked past the door gaped open and saw a sleeping child, the girl looked tired and helpless--- one would know that children are lively and joyful, but this one looked skin and bones. Kinth's gaze fell upon the sleeping child. Despair, darkness, he felt heartbroken. He already seen a lot of these, yet he can never seem to get used to it
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***Credits to the owner of the artwork: Aluminus/Luminus***