
After the events of that day, which killed two Silver-ranked Explorers horribly, the reputation of the young genius Wilbert became very bad.
Wild rumors were widely circulated. His existence is not heeded in society, even those who originally admired him, now become resentful towards all the things he does.
This rumor had spread to one city, to the point that no one did not hate Wilbert within that city. Even because of that crazed hatred, the people firmly placed a fugitive price on his head.
'He did all that'
'The young genius turned out to be crazy'
'Unbelievable'
'Such a boy just die'
Many more reproaches were thrown at him, even though they were just rumors that were not based on any facts.
People point out how rotten they are, suggesting that they are conservative beings who don't want to find out the real facts, envy and envy are thrown with metaphorical words as if they were the right creatures to justify, and even show that they are two-faced. It's really rotten like an animal.
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Turning to a small hill on the edge of the city, precisely on a meadow containing green grass and birds chirping in the morning horizon.
Wilbert sat on a large stone with a poor physical and mental condition, only to be silent and constantly depressed because he thought about his mistake repeatedly.
Not just once or twice, but dozens of times he was haunted by this feeling of guilt and doubt. Not infrequently he groaned as if in pain in his unsettled mind.
"Why am I doing all this..?."
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry.."
Days alternate and the horizon changes its skin several times after the event. Four, no, 5 days had passed after the events in the Dungeon.
The big young man looked a little wiry now, his eyes also looked tired, and his eye bags thickened. This young man did not fill his stomach nor sleep to replenish his energy, not even a little.
His psychological state was completely devastated, unlike Wilbert Victorio who was full of passion and ambition. The purpose of his life which was originally only limited to 'happy' and 'living to try', has now been lost swallowed by the core of the earth. Life without purpose and direction, that is the fate of Wilbert today.
Adrift in deep guilt, it feels quite difficult to treat and eliminate.
Not being able to die, and having to endure all the suffering, was unimaginable and possible especially for the 16-year-old Youth who was still classified as unstable. It was natural that his mental state was destroyed.
"What should I do?" he said. Right now he had lost the spirit to live on, and was even without a goal to achieve. He thought that he would only bring disaster to others.
"Saddening" is a fitting parable to describe how crazy Wilbert's condition is at this point. It has neither purpose nor passion to live, slumped, and is considered trash for the townspeople. Hey, buddy, do you imagine how bad it is?.
A woman dressed in casual clothes, floated in Wilbert's mind as she looked down at the wind sadly, smiling and hugging him warmly like a Mother.
Warmth enveloped Wilbert's body, dropping his tears full of sadness and longing for the figure of Mother. That face.. Like his late mother who died a long time ago.
His mother's figure gave him the spirit to continue to live, and continue to advance in order to get his own happiness. Continued gloom will not be a good thing for Wilbert.
[ "Wilbert I love, cheer up, and live happily." ]
[ "I'll always be by your side in a slump." ]
Those words touched Wilbert's shaken heart. Gave her the spirit to come back to life from the downturn that haunts her.
"Thank you, mother." her inner self.
He stood up from the boulder, throwing all the bad thoughts that haunted him to keep feeling guilty, setting a new goal. Almost all the guilt has gone.
He moved as if he had been reborn into a better person, his depressed face turning warm. His shattered mentality became cured.
Despite being 'born' again, Wilbert still has a scar inside him. But on the bright side, it doesn't bother Wilbert to stay alive.
Her smile warmed up that beautiful morning, her stomping of her legs being the start for a new leaf. At the moment, he is not worried at all.
"I was the one before, thinking only of a practical thing to live. Right now it is, but not entirely the same, because my goal this time is to get and find happiness itself."
"Nobody can stop me from getting it."
"My life is mine, I'll be happy."
"Forge ahead and go on, that's life."
"Anne and Steven, I hope you understand.."
His feet passed through the shady grass, his iron armor screeching loudly as if it was ready to pass through all obstacles.
The place he was headed to was, the city of Tribald, the largest Adventurer city located far to the west.
He, Wilbert, will start it all there!
Adventures too.. It's starting!