Corrupted
Tristan cried, sharing the guilt he was carrying in his heart for a long time.
“Ah, my boys, don’t worry, it has passed. I am elated to see you again.” He chuckled, hugging both his sons and kissing the top of their head, creating a heartwarming moment.
“Is it truly you?” Tristan asked, wiping his eyes to remove tears, grinning widely.
“Yes, it’s me. Seems like I missed a lot but don’t worry, It’s truly me.” He whispered, nodding in agreement but soon his features turned austere, turning to Katastrofi. A grimace crept upon his features.
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