Separation.

The setting sun cast its radiance on the green ground and the lake beside it now shinning with a silverish white glow. All in all it was a kind of ethereal scene, that is if you clean off the image of the teenager with red eyes almost bloodshot looking up to the sky with eyes the colour of deep despair and helplessness, "you're too weak boy, come trying again in ten thousand years, maybe then you might have the slightest chance of reaching the entrance of a high ranked overlord's domain and ultimately dying there anyways….", those words filled with contempt echoed constantly through his head and the face of the arrogant man who said it, judging by the aura of the man he knew he would not be able to win in a fight with the man, it would have just been him sending himself to be killed most likely but even still he felt a big urge to punch the guy in his face. "I guess I really am weak…." Murmuring to himself a wry smile appeared on his face "and it's entirely my fault... Ella I couldn't tell you I loved you before you left, I know u were aware of that, but now it seems like I never will be able to confess it to you...", the setting sun moved slowly beyond the horizon and night fell, after total silence for almost two hours with only the sound of grasshoppers chirping filling the scene a vibrating noise rang out. Still looking at the horizon the boy raised his left hand slowly, and as it reached his lips, a voice sounded out from it, "honey where are you, I came here to see you but Kasali told me you weren't home, I waited for so long because I wanted to surprise you but you are really late, don't make mama worried, where are you?" a worried voice sounded out of a wristwatch, "I'll be back soon, mom. Don't worry about me, see you soon", "hey…." Disconnecting the call before she could continue talking, he put his hand down and stood up like he was carrying the weight of the world on his back, raising his head looking at the sky like his eyes were about to pierce through the sky to look beyond but of course, he was too 'weak' to do that. "Too bad no one's here to mark my words, I will definitely find you Ella, and I'll take you with me…. And I'll also make sure to kick that asshole in the mouth but that's only because he's related to you, otherwise I'll be cutting off his tongue too" the guy's attitude suddenly took a whole different turn from the 'cut off from the world' atmosphere around him before "how dare him call me weak, I could have taken him down if I wanted, I just didn't want to seem disrespectful….". You could clearly see the sadness deep down in his eyes yet he managed to utter such words, it was a real wonder whether or not he even knew what his words implied. The guy seemed to have cheered up a little though, turning his back to the beautiful painting scenery, he walked with somewhat heavy legs to his home.