Simon believed he read wrong.
No.
He had to have read wrong.
'My flesh and blood was used by my past comrades to become Demi-Gods?'
Simon read this line over and over and over again, but no matter how many times he read it, the words did not change.
They remained the same.
He frowned deeply.
'This cannot be.'
'Even if my friends betrayed me, I don't believe that they'll stop so low and use my flesh and blood to become Demi-Gods.'
'Such paths are meant for demons, not humans, and especially not those guys.'
'Yes, I know that there are cannibals amongst humans, but they were not cannibals. That's just going too far.'
'Maybe it means another thing. Maybe...maybe they...'
'...no. That can't be... Did they use my flesh and blood to concoct alchemical products? Could that be what it means?'
Simon placed his face in his hands and released a deep sigh while looking down.
