Smiled - Arc 2

I was afraid of them.

I was sitting outside while they were discussing something, I couldn't hear what they were talking about, but even if I could, I wouldn't want to know either, with everything so far I don't know what to think, all this time I was silent, since those people were killed and since I've seen those children, I haven't done anything, sitting here as I haven't done anything.

Seeing the other doctors continuing to torture them, scraping their skin and shoving them into their mouths, as they burn their wounds using alcohol, with the doctors laughing at them as the children would cry and cry.

As the doctor from before went outside, he asked me "do you the reason why they're here?", as I was scared of him, I didn't answer, he then asked me, but now with a loud voice "do you know the reason why they're here?", with him screaming so loud at me, all I could answer was "no", as I was afraid and I didn't really know the reason why they were here, and so the doctor replied.

"They are sacrifices, sacrifices for our lord and saviour, for the Gods that was once here but now gone, for the Gods that once blessed us but now left us, as we now live with the burden of sentience, we live to serve our reason for being here, sacrifices must be made and so it must, those who've I killed never understood it, false believers poisoning us prophets, they deserve nothing but agony, nothing but pain, I lived my life fulfilling the deeds of what it is to be a good person, I lived my life serving God, yet everybody seems to hate us, we only live for what is right, to help and serve, and so with good things must come to have sacrifices, they don't understand, as all they only do is get what they want, and never give thanks for what they get, we burn the corrupted as we give birth to the ones good, yet people don't understand us, people can't understand us, why can't they? I've been living for years and I can't seem to understand them, yet I love every single one them, yet they only love what we give, and not love who we are, I don't understand them, but even so I love them, I really do, but if they can't understand us, but if they don't understand us, they have no place here to live, they have no place to live within the gift of our God, they have no place in our world, they don't."

I understood that he was serious about it all, but I never understood the reason why they had to kill, they're good, but at the same time bad, I didn't know what to think, I didn't know what to say, but even if I did, I couldn't speak as I was scared, and as he spoke to me one last time, "it will be your turn tomorrow, have some rest.", I fell asleep, and woke up the next day.