I've already gone home. Bringing this child home is a very painful thing. The other party didn't say anything because there were no extra arrangements, so it was a one-way communication.

Holding a child wrapped in a piece of cloth in front of a crowd of people is somewhat horrifying...

Although everyone found it strange, no one really said anything. After all, no one cares too much about other people's business, even though someone came back from someone else's house carrying a child who was unconscious and covered in blood...

As I walked out of that place step by step, I felt a chill when the sun shone on me. It was strange, I wondered why I felt cold.

This is clearly sunshine, this is a place that should make people feel warm, but it feels cold. Is it because of winter?

"……Aunt?"

"...You're awake? Are you feeling unwell? It's okay, you'll feel better soon. Hmm, would you like something to eat? I know you might not need to eat much, but eating will make you feel better..."

The child looked at himself, then at the other person beside him, and then whispered, "Sister... Sister?"

"We're out. This is real sunlight, not a fake sun. How does it feel?" Bruno Brienz reached out and carefully touched the wrist that had been partially dissolved. The wrist was covered in blood and looked like it was in pain. This was something the Abyss Mother had said was a special thing that could make people lose their minds, especially in lifeless creatures, causing them even more pain.

"...The sun? Why is it warm? Like a flame..."

His voice was calm, tinged with pain, but not excessive. He genuinely felt something was amiss; it was a sincere question. But that very quality made his voice all the more heartbreaking. Like grasshoppers who had never seen winter, they couldn't comprehend a world beyond their comprehension, yet they were trying their best to see…

"The outside world is warm under the sun. Want to choose a new name?"

“...My name...I am no longer worthy of the name Abedo...I am a loser…”

The other person's broken hand touched the mark on his neck, the place where power was injected, a place he tried his best to hide.

"You are not a loser, my dear child. How about you give yourself a new name to celebrate your new life? Please believe me, everyone who comes into this world has something beautiful and deserves everything, just as I have been looking forward to the arrival of a child like you. So don't be unhappy."

I held the child, even tighter. The child was ice-cold, without human body temperature, as if he wasn't breathing.

He may not breathe, he may not be a real human being... but love makes countless lives more complete.

It's like saying "I love you." Love is something that can transcend many things. Although it's not always omnipotent, it can sometimes be quite convincing.

"Come home with us. You don't know how warm and happy our home is. There are many people like us there... We will all be happy."

Happiness is peace; happiness is without too many problems. That is happiness.

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