Chapter 107 – The Corpse

After a couple of minutes, Nick stood up.

By now, over ten minutes had passed.

Horua's heartbeat hadn't returned.

He was dead.

There was no denying it anymore.

"Did he have any next-of-kin?" Wyntor asked from the corner.

Nick slowly shook his head. "No. His parents died, and he didn't have any friends or family…"

"Except for me," Nick said quietly as he looked down.

Silence.

"What do you want to do with the body?" Wyntor asked.

When Nick heard that, he felt the void in his chest return, darker than ever before.

Right now, Nick felt like he could never be happy again.

In one way, he felt like he had been hollowed out, but at the same time, he also felt like the entire world was putting immense pressure on him.

Nick felt like reality wanted to crush him.

His body?

This question felt so surreal.

Nick had to decide what to do with Horua's body?

It was so strange.