Dark....
It feels claustrophobic...
One's breath was panting so slowly....
His heart rate is not normal.
Full of wounds....
'This is... who? He's a white-haired kid with a cute body....'
'I look like I know him....'
"Is he the boy I used to be the boy I've ever met...?"
'Or... Is he my son? Fuyuki Matsuda?'
I felt a disturbance from the outside world....
....
*It was the memory of Ibara who was locked up in the prison there, who felt the disturbance from the outside world....
He was isolated there but, the picture of the memory was very clear and made him widen his eyes.
He was just curled up there alone, he couldn't stick with the chains that chained him in the room there.
"If this memory is directed at me... If he is my son, please save him... Please give her the opportunity to live longer to see the beauty of the world.... Please... someone....'
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