Jungle, VI

Ren prostrated himself to me.

What a sad thing to witness.

As if he's worshiping me like a God.

As if I brought salvation upon him, what a poor soul.

Many people would've basked and loved the sense of superiority at this moment, but it wasn't the same for me.

Instead, I was disgusted. I am just a simple human being with no backbone.

I may seem confident and not scared of anything, but it is wrong, my acting, my speaking, my behaving, they're all things I formulate so people don't get notice of my rotten self.

"Stand up, Ren," I held his body and supported him with what half power I had myself, "Don't do that, you shouldn't fall to your knees for me. It is only obvious that I save you, we're comrades, right?" I tried to muster the gentlest smile possible for me.

"Now, let's rest and get better, we still have a long way off, after all." He accepted what I said and soon after we got a move on.

Beep.

Beep.

Beep.