Deep within the lingering thoughts of the original owner of the body, Meng Anya let the remaining feelings of the original to fade by itself. He closed his eyes as he let the left over emotions the original left in his body slowly left him.
Ignoring his surroundings letting the lasting presence of the original's thoughts, he took his silence. With traces of tears trailing down on his rosy face, Anya opened his phoenix shaped eyes revealing a pair of orbs whose color seems to be made dyed under the color of blood. The others continue to stare at him in silence as they watch that lovely little fairy suddenly raise up his head proudly. Looking at the distant horizon of darkness they were under to.
