They then turned on the old man, who they had then brutally beaten, until he almost passed out, yet they couldn’t pull the secret from his mouth. After seeing the old man’s life slowly start to slip away, they quickly left the scene in regret and indignation.
A short while later his son who was nearby watching, could only come out of the darkness, pretend to be surprised by what just occurred and ask the old man one last time, gently, where he left the secret treasure, saying if he had the treasure, he will use it to avenge the deaths of his dear family.
But yet, the old man refused, as he continued to slip away into unconsciousness. Noticing his refusal, the son immediately howled in anger, as he told his dying father the truth. That after all the money he spent hiring his close friends to torture his family to death, he still came up short. Feeling despair, the son violently stepped on the head of the dying old man angrily, before walking away.
After the old man, told me this, it felt like all the grief and indignation in his heart poured out. The poor old man, who was already nearing the end of his life before the fiasco occurred, then closed his eyes one last time and never opened them again, dying from old age, as he no longer desired to live in a world where his own son could betray him.
Watching the old man die, I could only try everything in my power to heal him and bring him back to life, but after a few minutes of prayers, my holy god, Ensieth indicated to me that his time had come, and a man of his age cannot be resurrected, as he didn’t die of injuries, but of natural causes.
After watching the old man die in my arms, I could only bury him in the most fitting way possible, by the rest of his loved ones, before leaving the capital and traveling abroad for a couple of years. I then slowly made my way back home, until recently when I was in the outskirts of the kingdom, close to home and was told by my fellow clergymen in another city, that I was wanted for theft.
They told me after some investigation, that the person who alerted the authorities of my crime, was called Vic Yure, from the Glorious Myth Sect situated in the capital. And that he wanted the law enforcement of the kingdom to arrest and bring me in for questioning, for I stole something of his, and he would like to have it back at all cost.
After hearing the words of my fellow clergymen, I could only sigh in grief, for the son of the old man, was named Vic Yure. From my understanding, It seems that he somehow became aware that I revived his dying father and accompanied him until his dying breath, and now believes I may know the secret location of the treasure, and wants the law enforcement of the kingdom to arrest me and bring me to him for further questioning using the powers of his sect.”
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