Eventually, apart from this absurd story, Bologue didn't get a bit of useful information from Serey... though in a way, at least Bologue knew that Serey had been this neurotic for hundreds of years.
Bologue muttered, "But this guy Serey has really been around for quite a while."
Serey got excited as he told stories, and several people gathered around a blood-stained head, listening to his decades-long experiences.
After running with that group of lunatics for a while, Serey gradually felt bored. He needed new amusement, so he left the camp alone on a dark night.
"All the way, I couldn't figure out what those madmen were doing, but at the moment I left the camp, I suddenly understood. They, like me, were a group of walking dead consumed by emptiness, seeking a bit of pleasure to give their numb lives a glimmer of fluctuation."
