A human being gets their patience meter drained even just once in their lives. And when a relationship is on the line, and another mortal pushed them to the limit, the meter will blow up. The green fields that the culprit ran with his former buddies will be spilled with black ink, all the memories kept in treasure chests will be destroyed by one fatal blow. Everything will be in grey.
Sometimes, goodbye’s the only way for this. That farewell may be permanent or temporary, but it will surely affect the former green fields.
