Other World 12

Third Person's POV

The young lad felt frustrated at the thought of all the evil in the world that he couldn't change. "But what if that small difference isn't enough?" he asked, his voice tinged with anger.

The old man looked at him, his eyes full of compassion. "Then you keep trying," he said gently. "You keep fighting, even when it seems hopeless. Because every act of kindness, every bit of good we do—it all adds up. It may not change the world, but it can change someone's world. And that's worth something."

The young lad nodded slowly, his heart heavy with the weight of the old man's words. He had been so focused on finding the men responsible for the kidnappings, so consumed by his desire for justice, that he had forgotten the importance of the small acts of kindness he could offer along the way.