The iron-like stench filled the air.
It covered the ground in a red carpet.
Tak, tak—!
"....."
As Kaelion walked within the red carpet, his eyes remained unfocused as he looked around.
Blood.
All he could see, hear, smell, and taste... was blood.
His hands dripped with them, and his body was similarly colored in it.
"More, I need... more."
To feed the children, he started robbing the rich.
He only robbed a little, not even that much. The amount he stole from them wasn't enough to cause them any significant harm.
And yet...
'Dead.'
The children had all been killed by them.
How could they do this...?
They were innocent, and yet they were still targeted.
That was when it became clear to Kaelion.
'Kill '
They all needed to die.
Everyone responsible for the children's deaths. They had to die.
And so, he killed them all.