Well after hearing him, i felt that i should really do something about my misfortune, or i won't be reaching china soon, so i thought for few moments before speaking: 'Hear me, creep; my body still hasn't recovered from past injuries and here you are again telling me that there is something in these hills.'
Hearing my words, bona spoke with a hasty tone: 'No brat, it isn't time to whine about your body's injuries, as kid can easily heal you and bring you back on your feet, so i suggest that we should meet this strange energy source, because it has slight resemblance to angelina in terms of energy, so it can become a great help in survival.'
Listening to his such dumb words, I felt like puking because why would a sealed spirit even cooperate with me? As most of the sealed spirits are bound by their hatred and rage, most of them lose their minds in hope of breaking free from the seal someday.
But here this bastard was telling me to believe in such a childish fairy tale, where everything would be fine if I merely gave it some love and care.
Well, such childish bullshit never happens in real life; here people die, weep over the dead, and live with the endless burden of never being able to save their loved ones, and that's why kids are never allowed to become friends with adults because the reality breaks every fantasy they ever had.
And hearing his words, I felt way too disappointed because I didn't expect Bona to act in such a childish way, where he would even suggest something so hopeful, where everything becomes good in the end.
Well, reality was never meant to be such a fairy tale; only a hollow soul would ever even hope for a happy ending, while the real souls would always know that there is no such thing as a happy ending; only the situation will change, but the ache will still reside in one's heart, which will arise every time whenever they see someone happier than them.
But still, despite such thoughts, I spoke with a taunting tone: 'So, Bona, how do you expect him to join us and pull us up when we will be lower than him? care to explain or have you also started believing in childish fantasies?'
Hearing my words, everyone felt somewhat discomfort with the taunting pitch, but still they didn't say anything because they also clearly knew the condition about what it meant to include someone in our group, and even Angelina was not sure about this person who had the same energy as her.
So now everyone had the same thoughts as me about what if this new person went on a rampage after getting unsealed or what if he betrayed us the moment we needed him the most?
But still Piku glanced at me and spoke in a somewhat sarcastic tone: 'Brat, don't tell me you got scared in mere such a tense environment, kid. The war isn't even started, and here you are pissing yourself with such thoughts. so you tell me, how are you planning on surviving that war with such weak heart and mind, huh?'
Hearing this bastard's words, I felt drowning in thoughts because this bastard was right; I was scared to my core because seeing how everything was leaving my palm like sand, I was feeling pretty insecure.
It's as if I were getting weaker with every new encounter, because seeing how everyone was moving forward to their survival, while I was being left out from the survival race, just to be protected by someone, I was pretty scared.
Because in my past four years, I never felt so miserable; no matter how much I was gravely injured or how hard it was to stomp the bastards with my foot on the ground, I never felt so helpless because I always only saw revenge as my only outcome and I never thought about losing, but now survival feels like a foreign concept.
As if I were not the person I was in the past; now it felt like I was living somebody else's life. Even in my past encounter, I was far too miserable to move forward; it was as if I had lost myself in such a race for survival.
But while I was thinking about my insecurities, the words of Piku began to echo in my ear: 'Nothing comes for free!' Hearing these words, I felt strange, because even after hearing his story, I wasn't giving him any sympathy or empathy, but now here I was sinking in my own regrets, seeking the warmth of sympathies or the warmth of loved ones.
Well, surely I wasn't worth pitying, but still, for the first time in my life, I felt pity for my existence, and still, that pity was giving me a clear way through the countless storms of emotions.
So feeling such pity, i took a deep breath and took out my cigar and took a puff and spoke while clearing my head: 'Well, kid, surely i am scared, because neither of you are taking responsibility for releasing another asshole!'
Hearing my words, both bona and kid began to look at each other and before either of them could say anything, antak spoke with somewhat rugged tone: 'What? don't tell me you are forgetting that i also exist here?'
Hearing his words, we looked at this motherfucker and the first thought that came in my mind was, 'Why this freak can't think about anything else other than slaughter?' But this bastard surely is next to none in term of slaughter, so it was also assuring to see that least someone was acting according to his nature, so guess maybe I should also start acting according to my nature!
So i spoke while taking another puff and said, 'Ok bastards, so let me wake this asshole for you and tell this motherfucker, Antak, to let that bastard take breath before hitting him!'
Hearing my words, a giggle escaped everybody's lips, and now everyone was looking much more full of life rather than before, acting like old coots.