The next day,

I was in the living room with my phone in my hands. I could still remember the man who died the day before.

"May the god accept his humble soul." I said.

I remembered the first time I met him. I had met him in the enemies side when I was young. He was one of their best fighters then. I wondered why he changed from the enemies side to our side. I took a deep breath. My parents had gone to meet Uncle Yichen. They were to go together to a place to worship the god.

I walked to my room and laid on my bed...