Aeron and Godfrey watched the whole situation happen in front of them.
Aeron seemed to be paying close attention while Godfrey on the other hand had a bored expression on his rugged face.
"Samael; Sariel; Angels; Demons, a damn war between the two; even fucking God?! G-Godfrey, this is... insane. This is too much to take in!" Aeron spoke in a conflicted tone with a drop of sweat running down his face.
"Hmmm? I suppose this information would be...overwhelming for you. Hell, I nearly had a breakdown when I was chosen as Berserker.
Wanna take a break? Talk and get to know each other a bit?" Godfrey offered with a sympathetic look.
"Y-Yes, please." Aeron hastily accepted the offer.
Just then, the Armoury began to darken. The environment changing once more except this time the two found themselves surrounded by darkness.
Godfrey sat down with his legs crossed on the solid, dark ground and tapped a spot next to him with his finger.
"Sit."
Aeron hesitantly sat next to him.
Godfrey looked Aeron in his green eyes with a contemplative expression. Aeron didn't feel comfortable with the amount of eye contact yet Godfrey seemed unbothered.
This went on for a few minutes.
'This is so awkward.' Aeron only had that one thought on his mind right now.
"Why did you attempt to end your life?" Godfrey finally spoke after minutes of uncomfortable silence.
When Aeron heard this question his chest felt like it was getting squeezed. He looked down at the empty floor, his white hair falling forward and covering his eyes.
"Too personal?" Godfrey became worried when he saw his reaction.
"You don't have to answer if you do-" before he could finish talking, Aeron interrupted him.
"I can't say." Aeron spoke, his voice barely audible.
Godfrey got confused by this answer. "You can't say?" he asked.
Aeron looked up, his green eyes focused on Godfrey.
"I don't know how to explain it... a thousand words pop into my head to try a-and look for a response to that but..." before he could finish, Godfrey placed his large hand on Aeron's shoulder.
"I've always felt empty, I guess. Like there was a void deep within me...
I never got along with others, got into a lot of fights at school. I got expelled from so many schools that you could consider it a world record.
All this before I even got to high school. Things got worse there, the kids there actually knew how to fight back. I always lost which led to a few years of dreadful bullying.
Other kids would look at me like I was a freak, called me The Emotionless Loser. The nickname did fit me to be honest, I just stopped caring about...everything.
My family is pretty much broken. My mother died giving birth to me and my father always blamed me for her death... he's not wrong though. My older brother got involved with some really bad people and started selling drugs.
He was my hero actually , he would take beatings from father on my behalf whenever I did something wrong and didn't want me to hate my father for it."
tears started from in Aeron's eyes as he spoke.
"He was my only family, the only one there for me! And he got killed in a deal gone wrong! Just like that...he was gone!" He clutched the fabric of his shirt tightly as he said this.
"Fuck! My father didn't even care! Just went on as if nothing happened. Refused to even pay for his funeral!" Aeron raised his voice in anguish.
"Why should I live?! Life has been nothing but pain and sorrow!" He went quiet after that.