~VWUUUUSH!~
In a spark of energy, and swirling of distorted space, Rey found himself in the Shrine.
He stood right in front of the statue, his eyes fixated on how its glowing eyes slowly began to dim, until it became as lifeless as it usually was. Esme was cradled on his arms the whole time, and his expression was absolutely lull.
This stoic expression was a full front, though.
Deep in his heart, he was struggling with a myriad of emotions that he had to keep suppressed.
He understood what was going to happen to Emilia, he had to ponder about Esme, had to think about Alicia, and also about the higher powers that The Oracle spoke of. Then, there was the impending destruction of the world that seemed inevitable according to the one who witnessed the future.
All of this information came with their fair share of emotions—a lot of them.
He couldn't process them.
