Haiden:
With every step I took inside, my heart pounded harder. Emotions had completely overwhelmed me.
As soon as I entered, I realized my uncle had taken the crown only for indulgence. He did not care at all whether people around him were suffering or not.
He cared about nothing.
The entire mansion was in ruins. Files were piled up at the entrance, as if everyone who had come here had left them behind after reporting their problems.
But my uncle had not opened even a single file.
Then I understood that Fauna's fear had been right. This man had definitely exhausted the people he used to torture. He had gotten rid of them.
Fauna suddenly stepped inside and began looking around.
As we moved toward the living room, a foul smell of alcohol hit us.
The entire living room was filled with bottles. For someone my age, seeing so much alcohol was overwhelming.
Some of my uncle's friends were passed out on the sofas, while my uncle sat on a separate couch, shouting.
