Chapter 47: Homecoming Part II
My father’s change in expression was dramatic. And I realized at this late hour that, my expectation on how he would react had been warped by my emotions.
I never imagined it would be a moving reunion. However, rationally speaking, how would it really feel to have one’s dead son come back alive?
To make matters worse, that son had perished after years of suffering from an unknown illness. He also had not been visited by any of his family for a few years prior to his death. Though I do not hold that against them, they are not aware of that.
Moreover, the undead in this world… are, at times, driven by deep resentment towards the living and attack them.
Naturally, even a man who holds the title of a Baron would not be able to remain calm, if his dead son suddenly called on him in the middle of the night.
At first, my father looked at me outside the dark window, his eyes wide, completely dazed, but soon, all the blood drained from his face.
At that moment, he was not the strict father I remembered him to be. I could perceive the slight fear in his expression which only further strengthened my convictions.
It did not surprise me. Maybe being an undead had altered my mindset. Considering my numbness towards pain, it would not be too strange if I were numb to mental shock as well.
Baron Formet was much better in that he did not panic or shriek in horror. I was composed enough to ponder over his reaction.