Cracks [2]

'Haa…'

Peace of mind.

The past few months completely disallowed Damien from feeling it, and though he had gone longer without a moment of peace, the pressure of the battlefield made the feeling completely different.

It was a relief to sit in a field and enjoy the day.

Peace wasn't a right, it was a privilege earned with hard work.

With the little bit of it that Damien had earned, he completely checked on Theavel and became informed on the current workings of the Original World.

Of course, the majority of his day was occupied by Xue'er, who was more than just a little annoyed by his lack of care for her.

He abandoned her in Theavel for several months or even years on end, and through that time, she'd grown almost a head taller.

That malnourished little girl Damien once knew was no more.

Every time he saw her interact with the other Theavel denizens, a warm smile unconsciously surfaced on his face.