Eric's POV

Seeing my mother again, the white cloth was already over her body.

I walked slowly over to her, expecting her sudden awakening with every step. But no, the bell of fate had already rung. I just thought it was absurd that my mother, a majestic leader, who loved to order me around, would be lying quietly in a hospital bed like this, and condoning the ridiculous white cloth she was covered with.

I gently lifted a corner of the white cloth to reveal her face. Her face was white without a trace of blood, as if in the cold winter was coated with a layer of frost. My...