Chapter 11. Change (3)

The burial had already taken place, and Lim’s body was meters underground, but his father was still there, alone, sitting on the grass that covered what was the dead body of his adorable son.

Understandably, the pain of a father who had lost everything reached the point of not accepting being alone on earth, but HanWool was just afraid. He thought about Hwang’s words and felt a shiver down his spine, fearing that that man would kill him.

However, like everything in its moments, the cemetery closed, and HanWool was forced to return home and live with his pain and doubts inside the roof he thought so safe to be who he really was.

It was past midnight when that group of supernatural beings gathered again in the cemetery.

SooMin held a long shovel and was digging the newly closed grave.

“Go faster,” Seok asked.

“I’m going as fast as I can.”

“You need to go faster. I don’t want him waking up in a coffin.”

“If you helped me, maybe we would g