As I explained to Lyra what kind of an unsavable person I am, I started recalling my past, with the death of Erneis, Michaela's crying face and Claire who is now in a coma.
Deep inside my heart, I was the one who couldn't forgive myself, no matter how much I told myself that I have already moved on from it.
In truth it was far from it,seeing Michaela crying that day made me realize it.
That's why I'm here.
To fight…
That's right… Just as what I have told her, I don't care where I die or how I die.
If it's in exchange for Claire's recovery.
I'd gladly shoot myself down, at this moment.
However, reality doesn't work that way, even in this fantasy-like world I have been transmigrated into, things aren't working my way.
First, I had a horrible life, bringing terrible luck to the ones I love.
And now, after just one year, what I have are the hands of a mass murderer.
