'Looking at myself in the mirror, I couldn't see my face anymore.'
Laufey was staring at himself in the mirror, but what he actually saw was a faceless monster. The monster that had so much innocent blood on his hands.
When was the last time he could smile sincerely? When was the last time he could sleep soundly? When was the last time he could just relax and think that the world would be running just fine?
How many innocent people had he killed? No, he never personally killed innocent people. He was sure of it.
However, it didn't mean he wasn't responsible for the deaths of those people.
Even if his hands weren't stained by blood directly, he was the one who ordered it.
"You idiot. You were the one who killed them." Laufey screamed, pointing at himself in the mirror.
He couldn't help but look at his hands as if they were coated with blood. There were numerous corpses in front of him. All the people he murdered. It was as if they wanted to drag him to the abyss.
