The Aftermath
Author: Mage Writer
last update Last Updated: 2024-10-29 19:42:56
Days turned into weeks, and the Winchester and Academy students were occupied with repairing the damage done to the institution.

They had to put in their best so that the school building would get back to normal, or at least, even better.

“I can’t believe Sid betrayed us,” Tiana said while hammering nails into a wood.

Eren sighed, still feeling hurt at his encounter with Sid.

“Even Samantha and Trevor,” Tiana added, wiping back a sweat on her brow, “I can’t believe it.”

“You have to,” Eren scoffed, “The flaming man must be their father.”

While Tiana hammered the nails and became engrossed in her work, Eren stared numbly into space.

He had lost interest in almost everything.

The main reason he had come to this school was to avenge his mother, but now that he had just discovered that he’d conspired with the enemies who had their own motives, he’d stopped thinking about that.

No. It was more like he didn’t know what else to do.

What was he living for?

What was his purpose
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