
Because it's not an airborne disease, food, or anything like that. Except for the birth defects.
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"What kind of drama is this ?!" Ryan hit the wall with his forehead. He stared at the ground with tears. Noisy rumbling sounds entered the eardrum, from the commotion to the cries of many people at once without saying anything Ryan understood where he was. His hands were trembling, he could not face everyone just like that.
The number of mdreka is not much, but all citizens in the city or even the whole world appreciate their sacrifice. Because if you don't. The creature is likely able to destroy one country with one night, indirectly dozens of people keep the earth from its destruction.
I was fed up of being a walking food. Carrying the spirit in the task, defying a bunch of undead bravely but the clang of the clock sounds. The longer the crow arrived, they came briefly to bring news, then left a mark that was difficult to remove.
Ryan came out of his house. There is a giant warrior, DyntalGear, he carries a broken sword on his back and a large assault rifle on his right thigh side. Both hands carried the long coffin of the hearse. Those killed exploded in human-shaped weapons, bodies burned, sometimes found their bodies torn to shreds.
Followed by the KnightGear pilot victim group they brought the same thing as the previous group, as well as the rear entourage of the victim more. Most of them have no family. Just an orphan with no parents, seeing that was all Ryan mutely walked into the entourage.
Ryan hated this day so much, the day that the precious person to him had disappeared, leaving only memories imprinted in his memories. Those days are now gone with the sacrifice of someone restoring peace to this world, no sound of gunfire returning. Now that the world has been at peace, there is no needless fighting and sacrifice anymore, Ryan said.
Those who died were not afraid or forgot themselves, only fought with weapons and determination to dare to die. Until he kept thinking about how busy Kein was reminding him to how to wait for orders, not move himself according to ***** and anger.
"Why are they so.." Ryan said explaining what was on his mind once Ezra was by his side. Ezra replied while staring at the coffin that KnightGear was carrying, "when the leader was silent, we would all immediately take action whether it was endangering lives or not.. it's called the 'White Dagger' warrior you know."
"About having no parents, everyone must have friends" Ryan said slowly. Hearing the words of his student just now as coach Ezra could only fall silent, he said, at least he had been in the White Dagger for 4 more years but this was still the beginning for him to get too into trouble and a deeper abyss..
"You better take Adly and her team to attend the funeral of one of her dead colleagues" Ezra said, showing a sad expression.
"Why didn't he come to the funeral ?" Ryan glanced at his teacher.
"It has become a custom, the Assailant Squad or so-called Slaughterer squads have never gone to their friend's funeral because no one has ever died as hard as their duty!"
Can only nod slowly. Ryan stopped, around his body blue particles enveloped all parts of the body and soon he moved to the building yard. There was no one in the place, he saw the map that Adly was in his house and some of his members were with him.
The result of Adly's absence left one of their squads dead, one squad was sitting in an alley similar to the thugs, only the pure white-haired man was staring at the sky with his own eyes. Approaching them. Ryan was seen by everyone at once, followed by a glance of Adly's eyes now he came down from his seat.
"Your friends will be sad if their friends don't come to the funeral" Ryan said near his earlobe.
"I know that! Ghosts haunt, it seems interesting but not really.." They came out of the alley to the cemetery, there was already a car waiting for them on the side of the road. Adly goes inside with Ryan while the rest are told to walk.
Even at night, not a single drop of tears dripped onto the red ground, this cemetery none of them wept for their departure. Their emotions are expressed by the sky. Replacing everyone at the funeral to cry, except for Ryan who is not used to it.
His gaze only led to one thing. The tombstone reads the name of his teammate, he hopes that all will not forget who has died, the sign is that many graves are just crowded with fallen leaves, and the body of long grass hides mounds of earth with his tombstone. This man is waiting for their fight to return.
Found by task. Near the karrna of one team, not long dozens of quarrels and better back as usual. The usual repetition. The place for him to go home was gone, the boring days of why it became precious and it became his favorite every time and now the hope of asking continues to disappear without a trace.
The rain kept pouring down the funeral. Happiness must fade, fate has taken his partner away can never come back. Only two days passed, longing to have colonized his heart and mind and fragments of memory still live in the crystal hanging frilly bound necklace.
Even though he knew Kein would never return, this man expected a miracle of any kind even if he wanted one. He looked at the palm. DreamWorld comes to his mind, however, between there or no Ryan does not want to live in an illusion and just imagines the shadow of his presence greeting carving a smile on his face.
The pain has not felt for a long time, so the problem continues to arrive even though now they do not come simultaneously Ryan felt his body so trembling. The old sinking now reappeared above the surface, revealing a dam of dried tears.
"Humans are driven by pain, we need problems in life.without brands both living like colorless paper. Sometimes we ask them to disappear from life, but over time we will attract and ask them to come back to life," he said softly not out loud. Everyone was silent saying nothing, only long breaths and footsteps began to be heard leaving the cemetery.
...^^^tamat^^^...