Bright enough to light up the surrounding silhouettes, but still not as bright as Caelan's silhouette.
Hans watched that figure surprised, standing still in front of it.
'Could it be…
He reached out to the silhouette with his right hand, as his eyes shimmered with hope.
And indeed… after blinking, he found himself shrouded in darkness once again…
But then, a voice began echoing through the endless void.
"Sigh… talk about a shitty way to die… to think at the end it was really him to kill me…"
The voice was familiar to Hans…
'It can't be… there's no way… is it…'
"Kenta?"
Emerging from the shadows, a blonde young man raised his chin and stared Hans right into his eyes…
"Fuck!!… Hans?!"
'What the hell? Is it a trial to decide whether I'll go to hell or to heaven? What should I do?'
"Kenta…"
'How could it… how could Kenta be here?
I'm sure I killed him with my own hands-
