'Why do I keep going forward?' thought Aiden as he could feel tears falling down his eyes onto his clothes.
'Why am I doing all of this... Was it strength?' thought Aiden, as he could feel pats from Isolde.
It seemed that Isolde was trying her hardest to comfort him, but it would all depend on Aiden. It's not like she could guess what was happening to him right now because just like he had said, she didn't know anything about him except his first name.
'No, wait it wasn't strength. Wait, when did I become obsessed with strength?' thought Aiden, not sure why he had become so obsessed with getting stronger.
It seemed that he was extremely confused at the moment, not remembering what had happened.
After all, so much had passed, that it was impossible to remember everything.
Then, as he tried his hardest to remember what had happened to him considering this interest in strength, he remembered when he had first arrived in this new world.
