Life was always unpredictable; one moment you are enjoying and relaxing, and the next you might end up struggling for survival.
Zeil, who had been working hard for days, conspiring and planning to become the next ruler of the city of Ilma, ended up losing his life in such an abrupt manner that no one was able to react to it.
All of his dreams, his ambitions, his thoughts, his 'Path'… everything was destroyed in just a matter of seconds.
Thinking about this Alex sighed and thought to himself,
'Once you die, your existence ceases to exist and even your close ones forget you in just a few days or weeks at most…'
'That is why, your life must always have a 'goal', you must always have an 'ambition', a 'Path' of your own in life…'
'After all, at least you will feel that you have achieved something in life; at least you will not regret wasting away your entire life never dedicating yourself to any 'Path' at all…'
