A sound of thunder from a distant wakes Mago up. He tried to pushed himself up but the searing pain of his abdomen stops him.
“Don’t move much, young man.” An old lady in a nun attire said, her voice makes him look up and scanned the place.
They’re in a decent room with mostly bricks as walls, and a light from a small light bulb lit the entire room. The soft sound of the rain against the windowpane brought relaxation to him.
“Where am I? Who are you?” He weakly asked.
The old lady helped him sit up before answering, “I’m Denzaida and you’re in Heaven’s mandated orphanage.”
And as Mago finally sits up he muttered a small thank you. A moment of silence was consumed by him hissing in pain. But soon he realized what happened.
“Where are they?! ACK!!!” His sudden question brought more pa
