CHAPTER SEVENTY-FIVE: REBIRTH

Mark sat down beside the grave for three days and three nights without going anywhere. He kept looking at the grave without crying. It got to a point that he could not cry again so he simply sat down there and looked at it with pain in his face. He finally stood up on the third day with a determined face.

"Arrgh" He screamed in extreme pain when he tried to stand up. That was when he looked at the condition of his body and saw that almost all the bones in his body had been broken.

"Don't stress yourself, this body is still empty and not like the other one that can heal instantly" He heard Saint Lady's voice and saw her handing him a pill with her pale face. He looked at her warily,

"Why are you doing this Saint Lady?" he asked her with a wary voice.

"I'm doing this because of someone's wish" she answered.

"Do you expect me to believe this?" He said as he looked at her with a wary face.