"Really?" I kind of didn't believe it.
"Tomorrow is the real one, better save your energy for it."
I stared at everything in front of me, the countless number of days they were here to wait for him. Already how many people were sacrificed only at his first coming, and tomorrow the real Great War will begin. I wish, wish, and wish that day Antonnie hadn't run away. If we could seal it that day, is it possible that tomorrow's encounter with Phobos won't be necessary? What will tomorrow be like? I feel scared, honestly. Afraid it would be like yesterday, the people I talked to then I had to throw their bodies in a burrow in the ground.
"Scared," the two manjis looked at me. I laughed and laughed at myself after walking so far. Am I too late?
