[Airi-Li Fei's POV]
It took me ten days to come to my consciousness. My mind was disoriented, incapable of discerning which was reality and which was a dream.
But these was all real.
Even the dream. The dream that I wished to be a lie. But what was I saying?
I had no luxury to dream. The least I deserved was but a nightmare. It was the last goodbye. It was the reminder of reality. A reality that told me I was undeniably alone.
So, how should one feel if they woke up into a dark abyss, abandoned, and left alone to survive?
What should one feel to wake up knowing that you alone lived and everyone else had gone?
Even then, I wasn't who I had been. I was awaken into a foreign scenery. A new body. An unfamiliar identity.
I wondered then, what was the point in all these? Second chance?
