Reality's Funeral

Every minute, thousands upon thousands of people died in this world.

People chose to attend funerals because, on one hand, they needed to see that those people were truly dead, to remember old friends and family members.

On the other hand, they needed to learn something from a funeral. As for exactly what they learned... in truth, no one learned anything.

Most people were ordinary. There was no way for them to resist many things that happened in this world, such as natural disasters, man-made calamities, and the end of their lifespan.

Existence was not easy, yet even under such circumstances, they still lived.

Life's instinct was to struggle to survive and revere death.

No matter how powerful someone was, they could not avoid facing all of this.

"But clearly, my brother doesn't have to, does he?"

Inside the Hog's Head Inn, Abufus looked at Jon before him and spoke with a touch of bitterness.

"My brother has always been such a lucky man. Even when he caused our sister's death, he never had to bear any responsibility for it. Instead, because of his exceptional strength, he became the most respected wizard in the world. Isn't that incredibly ironic?

And now, when he was clearly about to die, or perhaps had already died.

One of his former lovers escaped from the tower where he was imprisoned and told my brother that he didn't have to die after all, that he could be saved in another way. How many people in this world could only dream of such a thing?

He doesn't have to bear anything. Now, he's escaped all his shackles and gone off to enjoy life with his former lover, leaving pitiful people like us to run around carrying out his plans."

"Oh, come on, Abufus. You and I