Chapter 43: One Strike's Might

th no light to be found anywhere, surged over him like waves upon the sea, almost drowning him.Every breath brings forth the thought of collapse, and thus the soul gradually dissipates. Like a mountai... looked at the vegetables he had planted, then at the bodies in the yard—the old dog's, and his own.Then, he slowly walked forward, passing through his vegetable garden, until he reached his own corps...