The Strongest Weakest Man
As Kenta continued to speak, the memories around them did not stop playing, and the boy soon stopped, just like his father.
He halted in front of a wooden door, that opened up just a few seconds later.
The door slid open, allowing both of them to see what lay behind it.
The kid's face lost all emotions… along with his worries, his curiosities, and his fears, everything was wiped off the boy's face, as he could not even gather enough energy to twitch his facial muscles.
Contrary to him… his father walked away, not even gazing back.
The young boy fell to his knees as he wet the wooden floor with his tears…
"Why… why?!"
He asked desperate.
"What did she do?!! What did my mother do?!
I hope you die!! I hope you all die!!!"
In front of him, his mother's body lay in a coffin.