When I opened my eyes, I was greeted by a void of darkness.
"Ugh…" I groaned, clutching my throbbing head before I pushed myself upright. My gaze darted around, only to find nothing but an endless blackness. Then, out of the corner of my vision, a small ball of white light flickered into existence, hovering close.
"Where the hell am I?"
I stood up, hesitant, and reached out a finger to prod the strange orb. The light recoiled slightly, as if acknowledging my presence, before weaving through the air around me. It circled me once, then drifted forward with a clear intent: to guide me.
With no other options, I decided to follow.
The last thing I remembered was the bitter struggle with Navas—his death, Celes supporting my battered body as I limped away, and then… collapse. Darkness swallowed me after that. Was this a dream? It had to be, right?
