Accidentally become a father-Chapter 86: What Was Left Behind

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Chapter 86: What Was Left Behind

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Time continued to pass.

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The sand kept shifting.

Added to.

Smoothed out.

The roads multiplied.

Grew longer. ๐’‡๐“ป๐“ฎ๐“ฎ๐™ฌ๐™š๐’ƒ๐’๐“ธ๐™ซ๐’†๐™ก.๐“ฌ๐“ธ๐’Ž

Branched out further.

More houses appeared.

Not same.

But still following a pattern.

A few buildings took shape.

It would be quite terrifying.

If it collapsed.

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The childrenโ€™s hands began to slow down.

Not as haphazard as the beginning.

They observed first.

Before making a move.

Yuna was beside me.

Still in the exact same spot.

Her hands were dirty, covered in sand.

Left uncleaned.

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"...thereโ€™s still an empty spot right here..."

She filled it in.

Neater than before.

I didnโ€™t help.

There was no need.

She already knew what to do.

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The sounds around us shifted.

Growing sparser.

The laughter faded.

Footsteps walked away.

One child stood up.

"...Iโ€™m heading home..."

The others nodded.

"...Me too..."

They left.

One by one.

Leaving fewer of us behind.

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An adult called out from afar.

A name was spoken.

The child who had been helping stood up.

"...Iโ€™m going home..."

"Watch out! Donโ€™t step on it."

"Sorry..."

He left.

That was close.

The city was almost flattened by a Titan.

Now there were only a few left.

And thenโ€”

just two.

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Yunaโ€™s friend stood up.

Dusting off her hands.

"...Yuna..."

"...Iโ€™m gonna go home now..."

"...yeah, get home safe..."

She glanced at me for a moment.

"...see you later, Mister..."

"...Yeah, get home safe."

I didnโ€™t expect her to speak without hesitation.

Unlike before.

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She left.

Footsteps fading away.

Silence.

Only the sound of the wind.

And the faint shifting of sand.

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I stopped.

My hands stilled.

I looked up.

The sun was high.

Higher than before.

It had been too long.

I checked the time.

11:35

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Past the time we were supposed to leave.

It was already noon.

"...Yuna, letโ€™s go home."

Yuna didnโ€™t answer immediately.

Still looking down.

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A city of sand.

A complex yet orderly structure.

A few seconds passed.

"...okay..."

She stood up.

Slowly.

Sand fell from her hands.

Little by little.

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I took my phone out of my pocket.

And took a picture of it.

From several angles.

Horizontally.

From the top.

The bottom corner.

The top corner.

Up close.

The end of the street.

From above the buildings.

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Ready to be edited.

Add some visual effects.

A cinematic background.

A scene is brought to life.

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I stood up.

Taking one last look.

Unconsciously.

The corners of my lips lifted.

A faint smile forming without me even realizing it.

The main roads remained intact.

The houses still stood.

The tanks were still in place.

A few tall buildings defied the sky.

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It wasnโ€™t perfect.

But.

It stirred the urge to become a Titan and trample it all.

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I turned around.

Yuna followed.

Her steps slow at first.

Before falling into step with mine.

We walked out of the park.

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Behind usโ€”

the little city remained.

Unguarded.

Unprotected.

Undestroyed.

We didnโ€™t look back again.

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