Caleb opened his eyes, stopping himself from releasing the terrible memories that haunted him like a fierce ghost. His red eyes stared at the Satan and Leviathan and at once his expression that was once filled with complexes emotions and angers faded. He had instead, showed them a bleak look on his face.
"Since my resurrection, I have asked myself many times of this question. Why me?" Caleb looked at his hands, "The book summon demons randomly and yet out of everyone it could bring back life, why had it chosen me? Was this another of God's punishment? Hadn't it been enough what I have suffered? I kept questioning and questioning, wondering how can I stop myself from having to suffer more through this pain. I had enough. Enough of everything. Even though death didn't help me to meet her again, I was more in peace than having to stay on this world."
