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Kevin's POV

"Ella!" I shouted, holding her close to me as tears fell from my eyes.

The war had ended. Like I had told the mouthy group leader of the Rogues hours earlier, I had ended up killing him. His corpse lay by my side, his eyes open in shock as if he couldn't believe that he could die.

I snorted, thinking of him as an idiot. How could he think that he couldn't die? Was anyone that immortal? Even if anyone was meant to have the gift of immortality, it was definitely not the rogues with their loss of a good personality and a love of violence.

If people like the rogues got to live long and have the gift of immortality, I was worried that I would hate the deity that was in charge of that and hate the moon goddess more than I hated her at the moment.

Had we not suffered enough? I wondered what she was doing wherever she was, watching as we jumped from one dilemma into another trouble.

I glanced away from the rogue, not caring about him as a corpse or his journey into the afterlife.