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nDawn arrived.

nAlex’s mind was still going wild, even though several hours had already passed.

nAlex didn’t come from this world.

nHe came from Earth.

nOn Earth, murder was not something common. Sure, the news constantly reported about murder, but how many people had actually met someone that knew someone that had been murdered?

nAlex was currently fighting with himself in his mind.

nThe bandits hadn’t stopped, even after Alex had already cut off someone’s arm.

nWas he supposed to just watch?

nAnd then what?

nAll his money would be taken away.

nHe had to kill them!

nThey wouldn’t stop otherwise!

nBut that created another issue.

nAlex had killed more people than necessary to stop them.

nWhy?

nSo that the other bandits wouldn’t think of him as a pushover.

nHowever, he hadn’t killed all of them, which made the previous deaths unnecessary in his mind.

nIt was a complex maze of morality.

nWhen the first light of the day hit Alex’s face, he absentmindedly jumped down from the sled wagon and looked at his surroundings.

nThe corpses were still there.

nThey had been frozen due to the cold, and nothing had moved in the last couple of hours.

nIt was like no time had passed.

nHowever, the change from darkness to light made it appear like a nightmare that had become reality.

nIt was all real.

nAlex didn’t feel much when he saw all the corpses.

nHe wasn’t sure what he should feel.

nHe just did whatever he had to do.

nAlex gathered the remaining Ice Wood in the surroundings and absentmindedly repaired the cage as well as he could.

nIt took him some minutes, but he managed to repair the cage somewhat. Alex knew how to make robes and how to create basic structures due to his long time in the wild.

nEventually, Alex grabbed the sled wagon and pulled it back to the street.

nA bit of snow had fallen in the night, but the temperature had already climbed above freezing again.

nThe snow would vanish in the next couple of hours.

nWithout thinking anything, Alex simply pulled the sled wagon forward.

nAll of Alex’s actions just happened automatically.

nA couple hours later, the first carriages passed by Alex again.

nNearly all of them had seen the clearing of corpses. Alex hadn’t pulled the sled wagon far when he had camped for the night, which meant that the corpses could be seen from the streets as long as someone inspected their surroundings carefully.

nWhen the carriages reached Alex, they immediately knew that it had been him.

nWhy?

nBecause, at the speed at which he was pulling his sled wagon, he couldn’t have gone that far in only one day.

nThis meant that he had either started in the middle of the night, or he had started yesterday and camped for the night.

nSo, how did the owners react when they saw the perpetrator of the massacre?

n“Hahaha! Good job, kid! Every dead bandit is one bandit less for us to worry about! Here, take this as a thank you!”

nThe owner of the carriage had shouted these words while slowing down. Then, he took out ten silver coins and threw them towards Alex.

nAlex only looked at the coins in the dirt with an absent mind.

nThe merchant continued on his way after saying goodbye.

nAlex looked at the ten silver coins lying before him in the dirt.

nIt was a reward for killing the bandits.

nFor a while, Alex only looked at the coins.

nHe wasn’t sure what he should think about this reward.

nHe had killed several normal humans that hadn’t even been armed.

nThey hadn’t even attacked him.

nThey had only gone after his sled wagon to get some Ice Wood they could sell.

nMany people on earth would think of Alex as being a coldhearted and greedy murderer. He had put a bit of his money above several human lives.

nIn a way, Alex knew why those people would think like that.

nFrom an outsider’s perspective, one could really say that Alex had gone too far.

nYet, Alex had been in the middle of it.

nHe had done what he had believed to be right.

nAlex only looked at the coins.

nIn his mind, the coins were associated with the actions he had done.

nHe had killed several unarmed humans, and he was being rewarded for doing that.

nThe dirty silver coins didn’t feel very appealing.

nSomething inside Alex told him that he shouldn’t take that money.

nAlex would never accept this money.

nAlex had a certain sense of morale.

nHowever, Alex had died on Earth.

nAlex wouldn’t accept the money…

nBut what about Shang?

nAlex remembered the time he had gone out to hunt his first Pest Cat.

nBack then, Alex had felt like he was leaving his old world behind.

nHe didn’t remember the faces of his family anymore.

nHe didn’t remember the voices of his family anymore.

nHe wasn’t even sure how they would act or what they would think if they could see him right now.

nIt had been so long.

nAfter so long of staying alone, he felt like he truly was alone.

nDid he even have a family?

nWhy did it feel like Alex’s family was a stranger’s family?

nIt was like they weren’t real.

nEven more, Alex wasn’t even sure about his own name anymore.

nAfter several times of splitting headaches when Alex tried to remember his own name, he had started to feel aversion towards his old name.

nEvery time he thought about the fact that he still had an old name, he felt frustrated.

nEvery time his old name was about to appear, he would feel pain.

nAlex knew that the God was the actual reason for all of this, but feelings often didn’t follow logic. Even though Alex knew that there was no reason to dislike his old name, his emotions still felt a strong feeling of dislike towards it.

nOne could liken this situation to an abused dog.

nThe owner of the dog would pay someone to abuse the dog every couple of days to train the dog to be wary of certain kinds of people.

nThe owner was the reason for the dog’s pain.

nYet, the person that had been paid would be the full focus of the dog’s anger.

nOf course, humans were more intelligent and more complex than dogs, but to a certain degree, emotions still followed these principles.

nAlex knew that there was nothing wrong with his name, but he disliked it because he associated it with agony.

nHe didn’t want to feel agony.

nTogether with the disconnected feeling towards his old family, Alex felt like there was nothing connecting him to his previous life anymore.

nHe had no family.

nHe had no friends.

nHe didn’t even like Earth.

nEveryone just worked day-in and day-out.

nFor what?

nTo become old?

nAnd when they were old, what then?

nThey would only do what they wanted until they eventually died.

nAnd then?

nThen, they would be slowly forgotten.

nOver the course of time, no one would remember them.

nThey were born, did their work, had their children, and died.

nWhat’s the point of all of this?

nHowever, in this world, Alex could reach true power.

nEven though Alex had gone through more pain in this world than in the other world, he still preferred this world over Earth.

nAfter some minutes, Alex slowly stepped forward.

nAnd then, Shang scooped up the coins.

nIt was money, and he needed money.

nShang wanted to become more powerful, and money would help him.

nAfter pocketing the money, Shang continued pulling the sled wagon down the road.

nFor some reason, the sled wagon felt lighter than before.

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