Damn...I genuinely did cry at just the sheer travesty of Kuma's life, only brief moments of true joy mixed in with hardships and extreme suffering, yet always found a way to keep smiling, helping, and living with pure joy in his heart.
He always helped out people no matter what, even when it wouldn't benefit him, because he felt it was the right thing to do.
When told that he would lose his humanity and free will in exchange for the life of his daughter, instead of responding with hostility or hesitation, he smiled and cried out of pure gratitude.
In his last moments as a real human being, instead of expressing anger, regret, hatred, or sadness at his situation or life, he instead smiles and wonders how much he had burdened or harmed others, and asked a friend to tell his daughter "Happy 10th Birthday".
From birth to his end as a human being, Kuma always kept running forward to that rising sun, even with the cold darkness of the night that constantly trailed and engulfed his life, and brought immense joy to all he bonded with, a bright light in their own life. A follower of Nika that not only praised the Dawn, but also lit up the lives of those around him, a truly faithful man.
If there's anyone in this story who has the right to be called a Saint, it truly is Kuma, and from this point forward, I, will always call and remember him as Saint Bartholomew Kuma, follower of the Rising Dawn.
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