'Not only did they kill him, but they also made him drown? It's a kid, not a strong adult who could oppose. Poor kid, he didn't even receive a proper burial. His soul wouldn't find peace like that,' the old man thought as he observed the silver-haired boy.
'Sigh, I can't bring you back to life, but I can at least help in your burial on land. Your soul would find peace, and I'll get some good karma,' the man thought as he started moving closer to the young kid that was none other than Lucifer Azarel.
The first thing he did was untie Lucifer from that heavy object before he wrapped his hand around Lucifer's waist and started swimming back. He was going to give Lucifer a proper burial; at least, that's what he thought it would be.
...
The sea had finally calmed down as gentle waves brushed against the beach.
Despite the sea being peaceful, not many people had come back to the beach at the moment.
