"What? How is this possible?"
His mouth opened and closed in disbelief, his face slowly draining of color.
He had already shared everything he knew with Leon, but he never expected the man to kill him anyway; the realization filled him with both anger and despair.
Before he could even begin to express the fury and hatred in his heart, a sharp pain in his stomach snapped him back to reality.
The pain intensified, blurring his vision.
*Thud!*
The wound was too fatal for him to endure, and he eventually collapsed, lifeless.
Until his last breath, he regretted trusting Leon so easily. Had he known what would happen, he might have chosen death over cooperating with him. But in this world, regret had no place. He would fade into obscurity, forgotten, without one ever knowing that he had been the cause of the Temple of Twilight's destruction in the future.
