I had done a lot of thinking last night as I was lying down beside Tazanna. I figured I was the only one who had not changed one bit after all this time. Watching the rest of them made me feel inferior, as if they were all going on ahead of me, leaving me behind with just myself. I am the man, and yet, it felt more like Tazanna was the one who was protecting me. It was the other way around, and it took me a lot of deaths before I finally realized it. It is not her who should be shielding me, no matter how true it was that she was the one who had prayed for me to come back to this world. It should have been me who was protecting her. I had already failed her a lot of times, and I think that should stop now.