He felt delighted his father was right there! His breath... posture, and even the annoying narcissism were present! This wasn't an illusion! It wasn't imaginary! It wasn't even some sort of game! It was goddamn real to him!
"Ah... well, honestly, I don't know, am I your dad? The ghost of your dad... maybe the memories in your heart, but there's only one constant thing."
"Oh, what is that?"
His father looked at him intently before giving a warm smile.
"You grew into a fine man Alistair; sorry I couldn't be there for you."
His words were so strange; his chest felt tight; Raven choked on his words, trying to reply while tears ran down his face again. He knew something wasn't right here; this wasn't supposed to happen this way! If it were an illusion or hallucination meant to torture him for eternity...
'I never want to wake up....'
"Dad..."
"Don't blame your mother; she wanted to save that girl no matter what..."
"Dad....."
