While you were walking down the cold path you suddenly heard a laugh in the distance between two large tall trees. A young white-haired male covered in blood holding a dagger. He was smiling yet crying as well. He let out another laugh as he stabbed a deceased body lying on the ground. Was that Nathaniel Norwell who was lying on the ground, dead?

"Look what you made me, you demon!?" The young male screamed. He dropped the dagger and fell to the ground, weeping and laughing at the same time.