Not So Strange - Zhongxiao
- Lecturas 127
- Votos 4
- Partes 1
To Grief: deep sadness caused especially by someone's death.
The death of a God was indeed something to mourn, but for some, the strange feeling of emptiness after a loss was deeper than for others.
Xiao was one with solitude, he choose that path himself when he decided that his burdens were heavy enough to hurt everyone that could think of being close.
He was used to the feeling of being alone, but lately, he would feel like he was being crushed by pure emptiness like the world was getting somehow... darker.
"-That's grief Xiao, the world is the same as before, you're the one feeling it differently without the presence of someone you were used to." - Verr Goldet told him the first time she managed to bring the yaksha some almond tofu. Those words succeed to left Xiao with his eyes wide open in shock.
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