Yuka had a dream.
In the dream, there was boundless heavy snow. A secluded little village was home to around a hundred people, but suddenly a monster was born in one of the families. The villagers quickly discovered and killed the monster, and the little monster left behind was frantically hunted down by the people of the village.
He ran and ran, running a very long distance. He was very thin and poorly clothed, barefoot in snow that reached up to his thighs. Every step was exceptionally arduous, yet he kept running forward.
Chapter 90