Gradually, my knee grew weary, and I had to kneel down on the ground, just like everyone else. The strength was leaving me, but I gritted my teeth against these unsettling sensations and tried to stand up. As I did, blue particles, perhaps my spiritual strength, were being sucked away. At the same time, I felt slightly empty, as if my will to live was also slowly leaving my body.
Shan asked, "What happened? I don't want to let go of my dream and goal."
Now that he mentioned it, I realized that not only was my will to live being taken away but even my newfound hope and memories of Yuffie and Geralt were slowly vanishing as well.
All around me, people were screaming, reaching out their hands as if trying to catch something.
"I want a new home. Why can't I have it? There is no more hope for me to live in this dark world."
