Rather Too Late, Mark's Struggles while Growing Up

Day 152 - 7:59 PM - Rooftop, Farmhouse, Coconut Plantation, Labingan, Municipality of Cawayan, Province of Masbate

"But that's not the case, right?"

Mei asked, hearing the grave thought that Mark had as a child.

"Of course, it's not true." Mark shrugged. "If I'm not their child, I wouldn't have been a Blood Demon and never had weird powers. I might have died since the outbreak started. Well, probably not. I still have Freed at that time, I guess."

Mei glared at Mark. She was not comfortable with Mark talking about his death jokingly. Smiling bitterly, he could only sit up and pat her head.

"I realized when I grew older." Mark continued. "When that thought popped up in my mind, it is pretty much a bad sign."

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Children were feeble and innocent creatures. Their minds were simple. It was not because they were incapable of thinking of slightly complex things. It was just they lacked the experience and knowledge.