The memories wouldn't stop coming like a cascade, free falling in front of the onlookers that experienced them as if it were their own.
Valentine's phantom-like body shivered, releasing a golden hue that flickered in brilliance.
...
*BAAANG!!*
The body of a teenager fell harshly on the royal floor, tiles that cost more than what the average person can make in their entire life.
Yet, they were stained with his blood.
"Stand up... Valentine." A deep voice said, emotionless.
"M-Mother..." He asked for help from the regal female standing to the side, clutching her hands tightly.
"..." His mother bit her lips and evaded his gaze, doing nothing.