Raith found himself standing back again in the dark room, with the candle, its flame stable. He grimaced as tears poured out of his eyes.
The death of the only person who ever cared for him in the Dellargado family played out again in his mind. He had just experienced it a second time, but it kept coming back to his mind, a lot of his problems started from that point.
The point where his mother died.
He stood still not knowing what to do at first, tears ran down his cheek for the next few minute.
He frowned and looked forward, "Is this how dirty low you are going to play now?" His voice echoed through the darkness.
[Dirty? Low? Whatever you call it.]
[We have watched you]
[You are indeed an eligible vessel to carry the abyss]
[But you are still like every other human, weak and foolish]
[Emphasis on foolish]
[THIS TRIAL IS MEANT TO DESTROY EVERYTHING THAT MAKES YOU HUMAN]
