He had run away. Just like that guy had said. Alex had found himself running into the forest, his feet messily landing on the dirt until he found himself lost deep into the endless trees. He stopped at a small lake, seeing its crystal clear waters and approaching it.
His reflection was not happy, he thought as he sat down, seeing an image of himself.
"Who are you?" He asked the lake but unfortunately he got no answer. "Did you really create all that mess?" He asked again. From what Ares had said it was obvious his disappearance had made a lot of people unhappy. He was loved, even by him who had been shouting at him, pressuring him to face himself. A sled he couldn't see.
How many people had cried while he was gone. How many people wished for him to return while he lived happily, deciding to give up on his life? He was really a coward.
"Who are you?" He asked again but his reflection simply stared at him blankly, leaving him empty and angry.
