A Day Before The Second Exam

"Blurgh!" Henry knelt down on his knees.

He had only taken a few steps before slumping on the ground in despair.

As his confused mind cleared, Henry realized he had just slain the one man who had been with him since his childhood.

And in such a brutal manner.

"Fuck! What exactly did you do?" Henry yelled as he banged his hands on the ground.

"Get out.t...of...my...head!!"

Even now, all he could think about was taking someone's life. He cursed his bad luck for burdening him with such a dreadful skill.

Drip!

Blood slowly began to drip from his hands, which had started to bleed due to the multiple impacts.

"Why...?"

As tears flowed down his cheeks, memories flashed before his eyes, and his gaze lost its radiance as he looked up at the sky.

But he gradually calmed down.

'Feliks planned to kill my father and me,' Henry forced himself to think.