This thought comforted him just as much as it hurt him.
It comforted him because maybe if they weren't real, all just a product of his soul, then maybe their suffering wasn't real and so was his.
At the same time, it left him feeling with a sense of overwhelming doom and emptiness, lost and confused on what to think and feel.
"It'll all be fine."
Orion said outloud though he himself wasn't sure if this voice came from him.
He looked around, seeing his lives repeat over and over, he slowly began to smile.
Despite the fact that it was painful, that it may not be real, that it may all be his fault, he couldn't lie.
It was beautiful.
