His mind was a void, a single dark blot staining an empty expanse. Waves of suffocating loneliness crashed over him. The fear of being utterly alone was too much to bear, so he just kept walking endlessly. He was drenched in blood, the scent of iron so thick it stung his nose with every breath.
Without realizing it, the child wandered through the thicket and emerged onto a wide road. The scene before him shattered like fragmented rays of light, leaving him disoriented and unsure of his surroundings.
“Hey… look at that…”
The faint sound of murmurs made him freeze. He turned his head and locked eyes with a group of people.
“A monster! Ahhh!”
Panic exploded like wildfire. People scattered in every direction. Some tripped and were trampled by others. Horses shrieked, rearing in terror, their hooves crushing those who fell. It was chaos, reminiscent of a battlefield, all because of his presence.
