"How about Ethan?" Bellator said.
"Ethan, I like it," he said with a grin.
"So, you've told me all about your life. I feel like you've still got more amazing stories. Why don't you tell me another one?" Ethan exclaimed, asking more questions.
"Do you want to know how I ended up here?" Bellator asked, preparing to tell Ethan another story.
"Yeah, sure," Ethan responded. His voice lacked the enthusiasm it previously had.
"What's wrong?" Bellator asked, hearing the shift in Ethan's tone.
"Oh no, it's nothing," Ethan said as his voice returned to normal.
Explaining his fight with the rabbit, the poisonous wolves and the mysterious test which had led him to arriving in this place, Bellator excluded a lot of details, such as how he knew where the cave was, his purpose in finding the cave, and the reward.
He had just met Than, and although he liked him, he didn't trust Ethan.
'Call it intuition or whatever, but there's something Ethan's hiding from me.'
"That was a good story; you got any more stories?" Ethan asked. His tone seemed annoyed, as if the stories Bellator was telling weren't the stories he wanted to hear.
"Umm..." Thinking about another story, Bellator couldn't think of any. He hadn't been on this planet for a long time and didn't have many stories to tell.
"I can't really think of any stories right now," Bellator said.
He had spent an unknown amount of time talking with Ethan and had ultimately told him most of his stories.
"Are you sure?" Ethan said. His voice, which once was gentle and soothing, seemed to change.
"I can't really think of one," Bellator said with apprehension. He noticed the change in the way Ethan talked and had started to feel uncomfortable.
"I'm sure you have at least one more story?" Ethan said as he insisted on Bellator telling another story.
"I said I don't have any more stories," Bellator shouted, annoyed.
"Enough games. Tell me about your life, Noah," Ethan said as his voice had a grim tone.
'How?' Bellator thought, surprised.
'How does he know that name? It shouldn't be possible,' Bellator thought as his heartbeat quickened, his palms started sweating.
"How?" Bellator asked, his voice serious, as a multitude of questions went through his head.
His question was met with a simple response.
"July 19th, 2023, don't tell me you forgot, Noah," Ethan exclaimed, frustration in his voice.
Hearing the date that Ethan mentioned, Bellator's mind went crazy. Numerous thoughts ran through his head, threatening to consume him as a question lingered in his mind.
"Yyy - You can't be," Bellator responded, stuttering.
The man standing before him was the very man who had been haunting Bellator's dreams since arriving in this new world.
This was a reminder of the greatest sin Bellator had committed in his previous life, and this was the man Bellator tried so hard to forget.
"I'm sorry," Bellator said as his emotions ran wild.
"I have regretted what I had done to you until the end of my previous life, and I regret it even in this life," Bellator said as a tear stained his cheek.
"YOU THINK A SIMPLE SORRY IS ENOUGH?" Ethan said, anger boiling in his tone.
"YOU KILLED ME," Ethan proclaimed angrily.
Hearing Ethan say those words, a memory flashed through Bellator's head, the same memory that had been haunting his dreams.
Thinking back to the day Ethan mentioned, a flashback filled Bellator's head as he remembered the day he first killed a person.
As dark clouds covered the sky, the rain, like a relentless force, attacked the city. Men and women could be seen holding umbrellas as five o'clock struck.
These men and women, after a long day of work, were heading to the warm and safe confines of their homes, trying to escape the relentless rain.
Walking on the sidewalk, a man with square glasses and a chubby body walked, holding an umbrella seeking protection from the weather.
A few meters behind the man stood Noah, no umbrella in his hands as the rain hit his body.
Shallow breathing could be heard as rage and hate filled his eyes.
'There he is, the man who killed my father,' Noah thought as he hid the gun underneath his shirt.
Following the man closely, Noah kept walking.
Unaware of the kid following him, the man, after walking for 15 minutes, finally arrived home.
The street was empty as no cars or people could be seen.
Standing a few meters behind him, Noah pointed the gun at the man; the cold metal of the gun came in contact with his fingers as Noah's hands trembled on the trigger.
Trying to get closer to the man, Noah's foot stepped on a puddle, alerting the man of his presence.
Turning around, the man noticed a young kid pointing a gun at him.
"Fear gripped at the man's heart, as he faced Noah.
"Hey, are you okay?" The man asked more worried about the condition Bellator was in rather than his own predicament.
"You killed him," Noah whispered in an inaudible voice.
"Do you need money? I have some in my wallet so if you let me go, I'll give all of it to you," The man said in a shaky voice.
"YOU THINK I GIVE A SHIT ABOUT MONEY!" Bellator said as he shouted at the man.
"Hey, I don't know what you want, just tell me and we can go our separate ways," The man said, fear evident as his body trembled.
"YOU KILLED HIM!" Bellator said with anger in his voice.
"Killed who? I have never killed anyone in my life," The man said nervously.
"STOP LYING!" Bellator shouted as his finger touched the trigger and...
*Bam*
The man's body dropped to the ground as the world around Noah went silent; seconds passed until a little girl came out of the house.
"Daddy," The girl said as she saw her dad's dead body on the floor.
Seeing the girl, Noah immediately ran away.
'He deserved it; he killed my dad,' Noah said to himself, trying to justify his actions.
***
Back in the abyss, Bellator looked at Ethan, as tears mixed in with his vision.
"I didn't mean to; I was lied to. They told me you killed my father," Bellator said as he went into a state of denial.
As his emotions ran rampant, a status screen showed up in front of him.
[Warning: User's Sanity is deteriorating. If user's sanity deteriorates any further, the quest will be failed.]