A zombie

"Where am I?...what happened to me?...where is everyone?,...Tywin, Erik...Skylar..."

The island's forest had become very quiet and only the sounds of chirping birds could be heard, Verner's body laid in a pool of his own blood as his two arms were cut in half and his head was drilled open by Hector's dagger, all of which spilled blood like a bursted tank. The sun was at it's brightest and high up in the sky which meant it was midday, Verner's eyes slowly blinked as he gradually regained consciousness

"Who am I kidding?,...why am I even doing all of this?,...I'm just a pathetic and powerless brat,...I don't deserve to be a devil hunter,...I don't have any reason to live anymore,...I should just die already,...yeah...maybe then I'll finally meet my mother,...that was all I ever wanted,...wasn't it?..."

Verner began to see memories of his childhood, back when he was just a little boy, when he would come back home after spending a whole day playing with the village children, when his