Scarcely had I given myself to the dark than I found myself standing in glorious light. My body felt light and free, meaning I existed only as a soul. Another vision? Or, perhaps, did I finally die? No, that would have been too easy. As guilty as I felt for the thought, I inwardly yearned for peace. For all the pain to finally end. The hope that I could live free had all but vanished the moment I met Slivera, and losing Elise nearly broke me.
She had survived, right? Once the infernal Mana Storm had descended, I lost track of everything, surrendering myself to the oblivion that awaited me. My memory of the last few minutes was dim, with many holes all over. What had I done, exactly? Why was there such a great weight in my heart?
