[But seriously though... How did I survive?]
Upon calming his nerves and clinging to his resolve to become even stronger, Berkah sat down and pondered how he had survived.
[...]
[The crimson flame...]
[That has to be it right? That Yandere's power?]
[...]
[...Now that I think about it, didn't something similar happen with Zarathian when I killed him back then?]
Berkah stroked his chin and mused.
[...I couldn't do this before, but now I feel like I can just...]
He pondered, pressing his index finger against his thumb.
Snap! Flare!
A crimson flame — Rather, Mana, sprung forth and crackled calmly on his right hand.
"Red Mana..."
He whispered, his piercing blue eyes reflecting its crimson hues.
"Fuuu..."
He exhaled to calm his nerves, the realization that he had actually died and was miraculously brought back to life by the red Mana gnawing at his psyche.
