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Syle grunts.

Meanwhile...

Blood splattered the ground. He didn't care.

Kids were crying. He didn't care.

The world was literally collapsing around him. He didn't care.

This wasn't his world. This is the world that took his world away from him. He didn't, Couldn't care anymore.

He felt nothing. No remorse. No anger. No sadness.

But, as he looked at the world's destruction around him, his mouth twitched.

A small child ran past and tripped in front of him. He was holding the detached head of his mother.

Underfell Syle shoot lasers at the kid, without moving.

He felt something... ... Blood thirst...