Xenarra has long descended into war and chaos. In the ruins of the Draconic Imperium, Demons are stirring and the Gods are watching from above. Adoh, the son of a farmer, once scholar, has a bloodline capable of saving the world from total destruction. Will he succeed? Or will he become another blood stain on the path to destruction? https://discord.gg/acEBNnnefG Discord server link
We stood there hugging for a few seconds. Her head was buried into my chest as she cried gets silently. I didn't know what to do so I just held her there and stood stoically still. Then she looked up at me, her eyes were still stained with tears. I felt my heart groan at the sight and the whole reason why I had come here was soon forgotten.
I pulled her over to her bed and sat down onto it, patting the space next to me as I did, indicating for her to come other and sit beside me. She came over and sat down, I then wrapped my arms back around her and allowed her to rest her head on my shoulder.
We sat like that for even longer, none of us saying a single word. After a while, she finally whispered out, "Why did you come here Adoh?"